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 Philippines and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Tom Verlaine 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Eric B and Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Black Flag,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Soft Cell,
Dual Sessions,
Leonard Cohen,
Metal Thangz,
cv313,
Janne Schatter,
Chris Corsano,
Flash Fearless,
The Monochrome Set,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lungfish,
Half Japanese,
The American Breed,
These Immortal Souls,
Sixth Finger,
Juan Atkins,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Wake,
Nas,
Animal Collective,
Mars,
The Young Rascals,
Bronski Beat,
John Holt,
Parry Music,
B.T. Express,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
ABBA,
JFA,
Technova,
the Soft Cell,
Rufus Thomas,
The Gories,
Absolute Body Control,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lalo Schifrin,
Mandrill,
Clear Light,
The Doobie Brothers,
Crispian St. Peters,
Idris Muhammad,
Nation of Ulysses,
Aaron Thompson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Motorama,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pere Ubu,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ken Boothe,
Michelle Simonal,
David Axelrod,
Yaz,
Grauzone,
Robert Wyatt,
Average White Band,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.