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 Morocco and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 London and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Boogie Down Productions,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Blues Magoos,
Gastr Del Sol,
Flash Fearless,
Underground Resistance,
Lalann,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Velvet Underground,
It's A Beautiful Day,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cameo,
June of 44,
Organ,
Make Up,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Seeds,
Goldenarms,
The Walker Brothers,
Cluster,
Henry Cow,
Andrew Hill,
Dawn Penn,
Robert Wyatt,
The Dirtbombs,
Glambeats Corp.,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lightning Bolt,
Radiohead,
Babytalk,
Aloha Tigers,
The Raincoats,
T. Rex,
Jacques Brel,
Dead Boys,
the Slits,
Isaac Hayes,
Ultravox,
Jawbox,
Section 25,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lee Hazlewood,
Stereo Dub,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pagans,
Mark Hollis,
Country Teasers,
LL Cool J,
Faraquet,
Scratch Acid,
Reuben Wilson,
The Stooges,
Terry Callier,
Lyres,
Junior Murvin,
Sound Behaviour,
Kas Product,
Chris & Cosey,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.