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 Malta and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 spring reverb 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 Icehouse to the disco 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 The Remains. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Prince Buster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Leonard Cohen,
Sun Ra,
Half Japanese,
Deepchord,
Model 500,
Can,
The Birthday Party,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Minor Threat,
The Cosmic Jokers,
EPMD,
Schoolly D,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ice-T,
June of 44,
Khruangbin,
The Grass Roots,
Hot Snakes,
Tres Demented,
Eve St. Jones,
Minnie Riperton,
Oneida,
Swans,
The Doobie Brothers,
Flash Fearless,
Spandau Ballet,
Warren Ellis,
KRS-One,
MC5,
Josef K,
The Divine Comedy,
Accadde A,
Fugazi,
Avey Tare,
Radio Birdman,
Cameo,
Supertramp,
Wally Richardson,
Symarip,
Das Ding,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rotary Connection,
Von Mondo,
Minutemen,
The Tremeloes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Hasil Adkins,
Depeche Mode,
Yaz,
The Busters,
Carl Craig,
Blake Baxter,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Danielle Patucci,
Alison Limerick,
Marine Girls,
Babytalk,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.