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 Qatar and from Delhi.
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 Calgary and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 These Immortal Souls to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
L. Decosne,
Danielle Patucci,
Fugazi,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Matthew Bourne,
Hoover,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Monks,
Pulsallama,
Blake Baxter,
Todd Terry,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Music Machine,
Moebius,
Deakin,
Funkadelic,
Dual Sessions,
Pierre Henry,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Juan Atkins,
The Doors,
Lower 48,
Amon Düül II,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Monks,
Newcleus,
EPMD,
Yusef Lateef,
Royal Trux,
The Moleskins,
Television Personalities,
UT,
Jeff Mills,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sexual Harrassment,
Soft Machine,
Rites of Spring,
Marmalade,
Blossom Toes,
Stetsasonic,
The Vogues,
Kerri Chandler,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Index,
Aswad,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Slackers,
Metal Thangz,
The Sonics,
D'Angelo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Evens,
The Mummies,
Magma,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gang Gang Dance,
FM Einheit,
Excepter,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.