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 Suriname and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Faraquet to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
Johnny Clarke,
China Crisis,
Trumans Water,
Black Flag,
Frankie Knuckles,
Theoretical Girls,
The Last Poets,
Wings,
Half Japanese,
Vainqueur,
Erykah Badu,
Cal Tjader,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pantytec,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Cowsills,
Jeff Mills,
Negative Approach,
Q and Not U,
Tropical Tobacco,
Joey Negro,
Donny Hathaway,
Slick Rick,
David Bowie,
The Toasters,
Altered Images,
Moebius,
Eric Dolphy,
New Order,
Cecil Taylor,
The Black Dice,
The Mummies,
Bill Near,
Grauzone,
Minny Pops,
Intrusion,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gabor Szabo,
Echospace,
Lalann,
Warren Ellis,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marcia Griffiths,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Henry Cow,
John Cale,
Roger Hodgson,
Sixth Finger,
The Fuzztones,
One Last Wish,
Lucky Dragons,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Babytalk,
Rosa Yemen,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Yusef Lateef,
The Doors,
Donald Byrd,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gang Gang Dance,
Faust, Faust, Faust, Faust.
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.