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 Benin and from Calgary.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 OOIOO to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
The Remains,
Rakim,
Lou Reed,
Colin Newman,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Black Pus,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Deepchord,
Saccharine Trust,
Sun City Girls,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bang On A Can,
Stiv Bators,
Wasted Youth,
Brothers Johnson,
Crooked Eye,
The Motions,
Masters at Work,
Alton Ellis,
Icehouse,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Animal Collective,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Standells,
Lungfish,
Rosa Yemen,
Flamin' Groovies,
Surgeon,
Marmalade,
Sarah Menescal,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Derrick May,
Grauzone,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Leaves,
Symarip,
Crash Course in Science,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Index,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kurtis Blow,
Matthew Halsall,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lucky Dragons,
Neu!,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gang Green,
Mission of Burma,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aaron Thompson,
The Monks,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Martian,
Henry Cow,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Funky Four + One,
The Gun Club,
Infiniti,
Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav.
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.