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 Slovakia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and London.
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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Swans to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
The Count Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cybotron,
Supertramp,
Warren Ellis,
Morten Harket,
The New Christs,
kango's stein massive,
The Fugs,
Easy Going,
Echospace,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Standells,
X-101,
Audionom,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Black Pus,
Soft Machine,
Lou Reed,
Boz Scaggs,
Quantec,
Pharoah Sanders,
Black Bananas,
Das Ding,
Metal Thangz,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
John Cale,
Todd Rundgren,
EPMD,
the Swans,
Popol Vuh,
New York Dolls,
The Misunderstood,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Vainqueur,
Arthur Verocai,
KRS-One,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Yazoo,
La Düsseldorf,
The Blues Magoos,
Flamin' Groovies,
Yaz,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Matthew Halsall,
Big Daddy Kane,
Banda Bassotti,
Babytalk,
Saccharine Trust,
The Leaves,
Ice-T,
Terry Callier,
Eve St. Jones,
Ronan,
H. Thieme,
Bauhaus,
The Busters,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.