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 Mozambique and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barclay James Harvest record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Vladislav Delay,
Stereo Dub,
Buzzcocks,
Pantytec,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Moebius,
Brand Nubian,
The Busters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Delta 5,
Das Ding,
Steve Hackett,
Lee Hazlewood,
Frankie Knuckles,
CMW,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Eve St. Jones,
Vainqueur,
Interpol,
FM Einheit,
Royal Trux,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cameo,
the Slits,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Maleditus Sound,
Crash Course in Science,
Tropical Tobacco,
Scan 7,
Girls At Our Best!,
Animal Collective,
Judy Mowatt,
The Sonics,
Brass Construction,
Bobby Byrd,
The Martian,
Davy DMX,
Scrapy,
The Alarm Clocks,
Minor Threat,
Make Up,
Minnie Riperton,
Peter & Gordon,
Spoonie Gee,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Quadrant,
Wasted Youth,
Skriet,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
John Coltrane,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Brothers Johnson,
La Düsseldorf,
Graham Central Station,
Bang On A Can,
Schoolly D,
Siglo XX,
Jerry's Kids,
The Residents,
Slave,
Bootsy Collins,
Rosa Yemen,
Gichy Dan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.