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 Germany and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nils Olav,
The Selecter,
8 Eyed Spy,
Joey Negro,
These Immortal Souls,
the Association,
Arcadia,
Siglo XX,
The Move,
Alton Ellis,
Pantytec,
Althea and Donna,
Wire,
Young Marble Giants,
The Invisible,
Gong,
Hoover,
The Birthday Party,
Ituana,
The Skatalites,
Terry Callier,
Tropical Tobacco,
Janne Schatter,
Quando Quango,
The Names,
Joy Division,
Roxette,
Pierre Henry,
The Pretty Things,
Man Parrish,
Glambeats Corp.,
Soul II Soul,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Delon & Dalcan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Velvet Underground,
Livin' Joy,
Warsaw,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Matthew Bourne,
The Litter,
Thompson Twins,
Roxy Music,
Todd Terry,
Negative Approach,
The Gap Band,
The Buckinghams,
Marshall Jefferson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Blues Magoos,
The Music Machine,
Fatback Band,
Erasure,
The Fugs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Black Dice,
Camberwell Now,
Pulsallama,
The Cure,
Soft Machine,
the Soft Cell,
Crime, Crime, Crime, Crime.
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.