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 Mauritius and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 linndrum 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 Alton Ellis to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Guru Guru,
Von Mondo,
Freddie Wadling,
Index,
Sound Behaviour,
Heaven 17,
Interpol,
Throbbing Gristle,
Public Enemy,
Funky Four + One,
Quadrant,
June of 44,
The Kinks,
Scan 7,
Cymande,
Eden Ahbez,
Fifty Foot Hose,
the Normal,
Sam Rivers,
Arthur Verocai,
Avey Tare,
Wasted Youth,
Bob Dylan,
Amon Düül II,
Ronan,
JFA,
Connie Case,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scion,
The Moody Blues,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gichy Dan,
Qualms,
Bobby Sherman,
The Fuzztones,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Average White Band,
Y Pants,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
James Chance & The Contortions,
KRS-One,
Neu!,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Blake Baxter,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
L. Decosne,
X-102,
Slick Rick,
Fela Kuti,
Isaac Hayes,
Sexual Harrassment,
Schoolly D,
Dual Sessions,
The Young Rascals,
Unwound,
Aaron Thompson,
Robert Görl,
Carl Craig,
The Martian,
Matthew Bourne,
The Black Dice,
Gang Green,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.