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 Syria and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Procol Harum to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
Brothers Johnson,
Yusef Lateef,
John Lydon,
The New Christs,
LL Cool J,
John Holt,
Andrew Hill,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jandek,
Sarah Menescal,
The Happenings,
Anakelly,
Flash Fearless,
Mary Jane Girls,
Khruangbin,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bizarre Inc.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Victims,
The Velvet Underground,
Byron Stingily,
Blancmange,
Chrome,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Chris & Cosey,
Susan Cadogan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Yellowson,
Con Funk Shun,
Bobby Byrd,
Sonny Sharrock,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Barracudas,
Pantytec,
Wasted Youth,
Michelle Simonal,
Grauzone,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sly & The Family Stone,
MDC,
PIL,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dark Day,
Ponytail,
The Detroit Cobras,
the Germs,
Cecil Taylor,
Rod Modell,
Brick,
David Bowie,
Rhythm & Sound,
Marshall Jefferson,
Simply Red,
B.T. Express,
Icehouse,
Sound Behaviour,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bill Wells,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.