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 Tonga and from Milan.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Monks to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Ten City,
Duran Duran,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Zapp,
Monolake,
Eric Dolphy,
Niagra,
New York Dolls,
Black Bananas,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gong,
Deadbeat,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scott Walker,
Gang Green,
Mars,
Rufus Thomas,
The Invisible,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Brass Construction,
Public Enemy,
The Pretty Things,
La Düsseldorf,
The Last Poets,
Saccharine Trust,
the Slits,
Ornette Coleman,
Don Cherry,
Underground Resistance,
Brick,
Sonic Youth,
Crispian St. Peters,
Susan Cadogan,
the Sonics,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Joey Negro,
Harry Pussy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Fatback Band,
Black Sheep,
X-101,
Robert Görl,
Unrelated Segments,
JFA,
Tomorrow,
Amon Düül II,
June of 44,
Tubeway Army,
DJ Sneak,
E-Dancer,
Eden Ahbez,
Rites of Spring,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bush Tetras,
Unwound,
Joyce Sims,
Half Japanese,
Nirvana,
Lightning Bolt,
Crime,
Supertramp,
New Order,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.