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 Slovenia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Warsaw to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Guru Guru,
Marmalade,
Eurythmics,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
MDC,
Pierre Henry,
K-Klass,
Tommy Roe,
The Remains,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Eric B and Rakim,
Japan,
the Germs,
Von Mondo,
Hoover,
Faraquet,
The Searchers,
The New Christs,
Swans,
Sixth Finger,
The Happenings,
Quantec,
Bobby Sherman,
Cameo,
UT,
Flipper,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Detroit Cobras,
Marine Girls,
Yazoo,
Gil Scott Heron,
Todd Rundgren,
David Axelrod,
Young Marble Giants,
Skarface,
Jawbox,
Masters at Work,
Urselle,
Black Moon,
The Toasters,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
X-102,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Erykah Badu,
The Gap Band,
Barbara Tucker,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Young Rascals,
Lucky Dragons,
Bobby Womack,
the Bar-Kays,
Jerry's Kids,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Slick Rick,
Roy Ayers,
Toni Rubio,
Depeche Mode,
Tim Buckley,
Dennis Brown,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.