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 Thailand and from Madrid.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Delhi.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Pantaleimon to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Section 25,
Judy Mowatt,
The Skatalites,
The Mojo Men,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ornette Coleman,
Alison Limerick,
Can,
Howard Jones,
Dennis Brown,
Pussy Galore,
Glenn Branca,
Camberwell Now,
Magma,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Knickerbockers,
Dark Day,
the Slits,
Oneida,
Blancmange,
Drexciya,
Amon Düül II,
Robert Wyatt,
Half Japanese,
Skriet,
Newcleus,
Albert Ayler,
Delta 5,
Model 500,
Davy DMX,
Minutemen,
Todd Terry,
The Pop Group,
the Normal,
The Shadows of Knight,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gil Scott Heron,
Q65,
Quando Quango,
Jeff Mills,
Little Man,
Harmonia,
June of 44,
The Birthday Party,
Flipper,
Y Pants,
Khruangbin,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Zeros,
Joey Negro,
Bluetip,
Thee Headcoats,
Country Teasers,
The Gladiators,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Raincoats,
Marc Almond,
Tim Buckley,
Zapp, Zapp, Zapp, Zapp.
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.