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 Tanzania and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba 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 Harry Pussy to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Association record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pole,
China Crisis,
Kurtis Blow,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rites of Spring,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Section 25,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Second Layer,
Kool Moe Dee,
Blossom Toes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Divine Comedy,
Desert Stars,
Archie Shepp,
Fifty Foot Hose,
48th St. Collective,
Au Pairs,
Gang Gang Dance,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Infiniti,
Absolute Body Control,
The Remains,
Maleditus Sound,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bill Near,
Susan Cadogan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Vladislav Delay,
The Tremeloes,
Unrelated Segments,
Ludus,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Alison Limerick,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bob Dylan,
U.S. Maple,
Cybotron,
Gastr Del Sol,
Big Daddy Kane,
Easy Going,
Josef K,
World's Most,
Quadrant,
The Neon Judgement,
Oneida,
Flipper,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mission of Burma,
B.T. Express,
Henry Cow,
Aural Exciters,
The Trojans,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Danielle Patucci,
The Shadows of Knight,
D'Angelo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu.
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.