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 Toronto.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Adolescents to the techno 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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
Au Pairs,
Cal Tjader,
Theoretical Girls,
Erykah Badu,
Jimmy McGriff,
Soul Sonic Force,
Von Mondo,
Sparks,
Bang On A Can,
Kas Product,
Television Personalities,
The Moleskins,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Trojans,
The Slits,
Radiohead,
Rufus Thomas,
Warsaw,
Nils Olav,
The Invisible,
Curtis Mayfield,
Los Fastidios,
the Sonics,
Ten City,
Procol Harum,
Blancmange,
Yellowson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Motions,
Idris Muhammad,
Black Pus,
Zapp,
Agent Orange,
Sonny Sharrock,
Joensuu 1685,
Dual Sessions,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
John Holt,
Rotary Connection,
Michelle Simonal,
X-Ray Spex,
David McCallum,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bauhaus,
Skriet,
Drexciya,
Lou Christie,
The Durutti Column,
FM Einheit,
Average White Band,
Mark Hollis,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kerrie Biddell,
Outsiders,
Albert Ayler,
Slick Rick,
Hoover,
Gang Green,
Soft Machine,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sun Ra,
Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys.
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.