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 Estonia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Surgeon to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Dead C,
Duran Duran,
Kaleidoscope,
Lightning Bolt,
Bill Near,
Cecil Taylor,
Chris Corsano,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Bar-Kays,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Heaven 17,
Lucky Dragons,
Pantaleimon,
Boredoms,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
MC5,
The Star Department,
Colin Newman,
Ultra Naté,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Music Machine,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Nirvana,
Procol Harum,
The Sonics,
Moss Icon,
The Five Americans,
Anakelly,
The Human League,
Boz Scaggs,
Mission of Burma,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Marvin Gaye,
Amon Düül II,
Electric Light Orchestra,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Absolute Body Control,
Lee Hazlewood,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Grass Roots,
The Selecter,
Roger Hodgson,
Nils Olav,
Unwound,
Crime,
Erykah Badu,
Ituana,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sun City Girls,
Television,
Robert Wyatt,
Oblivians,
Arthur Verocai,
Khruangbin,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rakim,
Nation of Ulysses,
48th St. Collective,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kas Product,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.