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 Colombia and from Woodstock.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Trumans Water to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cymande,
The Durutti Column,
Eric Copeland,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Thompson Twins,
X-101,
Soul II Soul,
Jerry's Kids,
Delta 5,
Toni Rubio,
Bauhaus,
Quando Quango,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Severed Heads,
Panda Bear,
Monolake,
Godley & Creme,
Boredoms,
Pierre Henry,
Unrelated Segments,
8 Eyed Spy,
Man Parrish,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Desert Stars,
Radio Birdman,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Grey Daturas,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Motorama,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Danielle Patucci,
The Real Kids,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Amon Düül,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Mojo Men,
Jeff Mills,
Pantaleimon,
Erykah Badu,
Barbara Tucker,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Adolescents,
Sound Behaviour,
Eric Dolphy,
Erasure,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Fluxion,
Aswad,
Flamin' Groovies,
Freddie Wadling,
Ronnie Foster,
Kas Product,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Wolf Eyes,
Khruangbin,
Tommy Roe,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.