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 Guinea and from Copenhagen.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 rhodes 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 Gang Green to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Litter. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Theoretical Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Country Teasers,
Talk Talk,
E-Dancer,
Nils Olav,
Shoche,
Average White Band,
Intrusion,
Brand Nubian,
The Barracudas,
The Last Poets,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Doors,
Darondo,
Sandy B,
Organ,
the Human League,
Smog,
The Leaves,
The Offenders,
Animal Collective,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lou Christie,
Max Romeo,
Junior Murvin,
The Black Dice,
The Stooges,
Gabor Szabo,
X-101,
48th St. Collective,
The Fuzztones,
Panda Bear,
Popol Vuh,
Bad Manners,
Albert Ayler,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Avey Tare,
Sunsets and Hearts,
the Association,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Procol Harum,
La Düsseldorf,
Maleditus Sound,
Aural Exciters,
Marc Almond,
The J.B.'s,
Kerri Chandler,
The Walker Brothers,
Idris Muhammad,
Sight & Sound,
CMW,
Jesper Dahlback,
Section 25,
Crispian St. Peters,
OOIOO,
The Cramps,
Fela Kuti,
Technova,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.