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 South Sudan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Amon Düül,
Mo-Dettes,
Audionom,
Warsaw,
Archie Shepp,
Ice-T,
Silicon Teens,
Nation of Ulysses,
Wings,
Glambeats Corp.,
L. Decosne,
H. Thieme,
Funkadelic,
The Sonics,
The Fall,
Kurtis Blow,
Todd Rundgren,
Oblivians,
Bob Dylan,
Kerri Chandler,
Letta Mbulu,
Idris Muhammad,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Count Five,
Gang of Four,
Isaac Hayes,
John Cale,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cybotron,
Fat Boys,
Darondo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Zero Boys,
The Doobie Brothers,
Quando Quango,
Inner City,
D'Angelo,
Girls At Our Best!,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fluxion,
Aaron Thompson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Vladislav Delay,
Organ,
Con Funk Shun,
The Smiths,
Dark Day,
Carl Craig,
Joy Division,
Brass Construction,
The Index,
Pulsallama,
The Standells,
DJ Sneak,
Khruangbin,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.