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 Belarus and from Shanghai.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Yaz to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Man Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Pus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
La Düsseldorf,
Jeff Lynne,
Andrew Hill,
Ohio Players,
Sight & Sound,
Deakin,
Howard Jones,
Ronnie Foster,
Hoover,
John Lydon,
Cameo,
Bang On A Can,
Easy Going,
The Pretty Things,
David McCallum,
The American Breed,
Chris & Cosey,
Agitation Free,
Pantytec,
Peter and Kerry,
D'Angelo,
Bill Near,
Hashim,
The Misunderstood,
Soft Machine,
Gang of Four,
The Leaves,
Minnie Riperton,
Saccharine Trust,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Aloha Tigers,
Graham Central Station,
Harmonia,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Brass Construction,
Yusef Lateef,
The Kinks,
Sex Pistols,
DJ Sneak,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Human League,
X-101,
Barbara Tucker,
The Beau Brummels,
The Offenders,
Dennis Brown,
Iggy Pop,
Motorama,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kool Moe Dee,
Funkadelic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Drive Like Jehu,
Visage,
DJ Style,
The Fire Engines,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Radiohead,
Henry Cow,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.