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 Bangladesh and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mexico City.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Surgeon to the rock 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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amazonics,
Das Ding,
Ituana,
Country Joe & The Fish,
LL Cool J,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pagans,
Jerry's Kids,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Audionom,
Electric Prunes,
Agent Orange,
DNA,
Fluxion,
Nik Kershaw,
Loose Ends,
Funky Four + One,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eden Ahbez,
Average White Band,
The Toasters,
PIL,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Velvet Underground,
Cal Tjader,
Rod Modell,
Agitation Free,
The Blues Magoos,
DJ Sneak,
The Last Poets,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Monochrome Set,
Bob Dylan,
Inner City,
The Sound,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tropical Tobacco,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Neon Judgement,
Mary Jane Girls,
Malaria!,
Juan Atkins,
Roxy Music,
James White and The Blacks,
Monks,
The Happenings,
Simply Red,
Tommy Roe,
Andrew Hill,
Intrusion,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gichy Dan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Model 500,
Zero Boys,
Theoretical Girls,
Carl Craig,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.