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 Thailand and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 mellotron 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 Bauhaus to the disco 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 The Kinks. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fort Wilson Riot record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Goldenarms,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Charles Mingus,
The Slits,
Ohio Players,
Little Man,
Danielle Patucci,
Amon Düül,
The Dead C,
Suburban Knight,
kango's stein massive,
Robert Wyatt,
Reagan Youth,
The Angels of Light,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bush Tetras,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sonny Sharrock,
Cal Tjader,
Grandmaster Flash,
Boz Scaggs,
Yaz,
Judy Mowatt,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bob Dylan,
EPMD,
Underground Resistance,
The Fuzztones,
Jacob Miller,
Amazonics,
Fatback Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marcia Griffiths,
Hardrive,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bad Manners,
Cymande,
Japan,
Fort Wilson Riot,
K-Klass,
Bluetip,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ralphi Rosario,
Terrestrial Tones,
X-102,
Fear,
Avey Tare,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Motorama,
MDC,
The Star Department,
Ituana,
Rakim,
The Trojans,
Lucky Dragons,
The Residents,
Isaac Hayes,
Bobby Womack,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.