Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Tuvalu and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing the Sonics to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Country Teasers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pantaleimon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Dave Gahan,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pole,
Nas,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sound Behaviour,
Ultimate Spinach,
DJ Style,
Shuggie Otis,
Sandy B,
Arthur Verocai,
Eddi Front,
The Moody Blues,
Blancmange,
Piero Umiliani,
D'Angelo,
Tim Buckley,
The American Breed,
June Days,
Talk Talk,
Barrington Levy,
CMW,
Rapeman,
Vainqueur,
kango's stein massive,
The Last Poets,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kurtis Blow,
Arab on Radar,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Flash Fearless,
China Crisis,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Gories,
The J.B.'s,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Martian,
Q and Not U,
Subhumans,
Idris Muhammad,
New Age Steppers,
Barry Ungar,
the Sonics,
Monks,
Depeche Mode,
Eric Dolphy,
Kaleidoscope,
MC5,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bobby Womack,
Swell Maps,
Nirvana,
Ralphi Rosario,
Joe Finger,
Sex Pistols,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.