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 Gambia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Arab on Radar 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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
The United States of America,
Bobby Womack,
Wolf Eyes,
Leonard Cohen,
Desert Stars,
E-Dancer,
John Foxx,
The Remains,
Dark Day,
The Raincoats,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Michelle Simonal,
Von Mondo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Yellowson,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nick Fraelich,
Don Cherry,
Bobby Byrd,
Letta Mbulu,
Skarface,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
DJ Style,
The Searchers,
DNA,
Malaria!,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gregory Isaacs,
Minnie Riperton,
Harry Pussy,
Rites of Spring,
Lungfish,
Scion,
Kayak,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Reagan Youth,
Schoolly D,
Tomorrow,
H. Thieme,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Doors,
Sonic Youth,
Black Sheep,
Man Parrish,
Robert Wyatt,
Pierre Henry,
Cluster,
Spoonie Gee,
The Doobie Brothers,
Josef K,
Accadde A,
The Happenings,
K-Klass,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Erykah Badu,
Gastr Del Sol,
Al Stewart,
Johnny Clarke,
Con Funk Shun,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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.