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 Azerbaijan and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 harpsichord 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 Kas Product to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nas,
Soulsonic Force,
Pagans,
Kas Product,
Echospace,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sound Behaviour,
Lindisfarne,
Ponytail,
Henry Cow,
Bang On A Can,
Fear,
Brand Nubian,
Jawbox,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Groovy Waters,
Los Fastidios,
OOIOO,
Qualms,
Prince Buster,
Section 25,
Public Enemy,
Al Stewart,
Bill Near,
Buzzcocks,
Jacob Miller,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Livin' Joy,
Siglo XX,
Lou Reed,
Jacques Brel,
Clear Light,
Bauhaus,
The Dirtbombs,
UT,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Intrusion,
Agent Orange,
Cecil Taylor,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bobby Sherman,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ronnie Foster,
Toni Rubio,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Panda Bear,
Sällskapet,
Grauzone,
Rosa Yemen,
Amon Düül,
The Monks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Knickerbockers,
Cluster,
Saccharine Trust,
The Mojo Men,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.