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 Senegal and from Cairo.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar 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 Lindisfarne to the crunk 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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Agitation Free,
Jacob Miller,
Gang Gang Dance,
Average White Band,
Suburban Knight,
Duran Duran,
Little Man,
Roger Hodgson,
Simply Red,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ohio Players,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mo-Dettes,
Soulsonic Force,
Rotary Connection,
Schoolly D,
June of 44,
Loose Ends,
Rod Modell,
Angry Samoans,
The Real Kids,
Deadbeat,
Aaron Thompson,
Black Flag,
Quantec,
Public Image Ltd.,
Intrusion,
A Certain Ratio,
The Last Poets,
kango's stein massive,
The Count Five,
The Birthday Party,
Fela Kuti,
Quadrant,
The Techniques,
Boredoms,
Ponytail,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Detroit Cobras,
Symarip,
The Fugs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Eric Dolphy,
Soul II Soul,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
June Days,
Donald Byrd,
Janne Schatter,
Animal Collective,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Human League,
Jesper Dahlback,
KRS-One,
Cymande,
The Fire Engines,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.