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 Saudi Arabia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Don Cherry to the rap 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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
Chris & Cosey,
Ituana,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ultravox,
Gabor Szabo,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Black Dice,
Mantronix,
Metal Thangz,
Colin Newman,
Barrington Levy,
Eurythmics,
U.S. Maple,
Patti Smith,
Rod Modell,
Barclay James Harvest,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Wake,
Man Parrish,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Blackbyrds,
the Soft Cell,
E-Dancer,
The Doobie Brothers,
Essential Logic,
Wally Richardson,
Ken Boothe,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Selecter,
Easy Going,
Neu!,
Symarip,
Danielle Patucci,
Gil Scott Heron,
Delta 5,
Guru Guru,
LL Cool J,
The Dave Clark Five,
48th St. Collective,
Ohio Players,
Amazonics,
Black Bananas,
The Young Rascals,
Khruangbin,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Public Enemy,
The Moody Blues,
The Busters,
Sound Behaviour,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Hardrive,
Dark Day,
Jimmy McGriff,
Glambeats Corp.,
Moss Icon,
Schoolly D,
Buzzcocks,
Aloha Tigers,
Chris Corsano,
Qualms,
Roy Ayers,
Public Image Ltd.,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.