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 Suriname and from Beijing.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Lou Reed 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios 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 synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Kerrie Biddell,
Chris Corsano,
Lightning Bolt,
Faraquet,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Soulsonic Force,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Underground Resistance,
Magazine,
Boz Scaggs,
Flipper,
Carl Craig,
Anakelly,
Barclay James Harvest,
Matthew Bourne,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lou Reed,
Second Layer,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pulsallama,
Lungfish,
Vladislav Delay,
Model 500,
Roy Ayers,
The Monochrome Set,
Lakeside,
Sixth Finger,
Janne Schatter,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Raincoats,
Magma,
The Shadows of Knight,
Yaz,
Iggy Pop,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Glambeats Corp.,
Aswad,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Terrestrial Tones,
One Last Wish,
Kas Product,
Eden Ahbez,
The Evens,
Todd Terry,
The Offenders,
Ossler,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Royal Trux,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Gories,
Gichy Dan,
The Mummies,
Sonic Youth,
Groovy Waters,
Eli Mardock,
Shuggie Otis,
Kerri Chandler,
Inner City,
Blossom Toes,
Patti Smith,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.