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 Costa Rica and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Monks to the crunk 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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Country Teasers,
Terry Callier,
U.S. Maple,
Lou Christie,
This Heat,
Absolute Body Control,
Juan Atkins,
Marvin Gaye,
Intrusion,
48th St. Collective,
Rakim,
Visage,
The Doobie Brothers,
Patti Smith,
Marshall Jefferson,
L. Decosne,
Chris Corsano,
The Leaves,
Pylon,
Glenn Branca,
Wire,
Zero Boys,
Don Cherry,
Harpers Bizarre,
Los Fastidios,
R.M.O.,
the Swans,
Ice-T,
Yellowson,
Laurel Aitken,
The Fire Engines,
The Happenings,
Easy Going,
Todd Rundgren,
Fear,
Newcleus,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Carl Craig,
Public Image Ltd.,
Von Mondo,
Tom Boy,
John Cale,
Brick,
Deepchord,
Rapeman,
Faust,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Bob Dylan,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Soft Cell,
Yusef Lateef,
Minor Threat,
Donny Hathaway,
The New Christs,
The Pop Group,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.