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 Azerbaijan and from Tehran.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Yellowson to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jeff Mills,
Stockholm Monsters,
Dark Day,
Groovy Waters,
Robert Wyatt,
Jandek,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Evens,
Eric B and Rakim,
MC5,
Lou Reed,
Hasil Adkins,
Siglo XX,
Gang Green,
Iggy Pop,
Cybotron,
Theoretical Girls,
The Wake,
Vainqueur,
Silicon Teens,
Scion,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bobby Byrd,
The Grass Roots,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Amon Düül II,
Faraquet,
Porter Ricks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Crispian St. Peters,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sparks,
Trumans Water,
The J.B.'s,
Yusef Lateef,
AZ,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
ABC,
Kayak,
The Golliwogs,
Pulsallama,
Minutemen,
Flamin' Groovies,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bobby Womack,
Anthony Braxton,
Sandy B,
The Fall,
Massinfluence,
Procol Harum,
The Knickerbockers,
Rufus Thomas,
Nils Olav,
Royal Trux,
Average White Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
Harpers Bizarre,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.