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 Bologna.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Andrew Hill to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba 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?
Scan 7,
Moebius,
The Mojo Men,
Bauhaus,
Joe Smooth,
Franke,
Monks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
This Heat,
The Gories,
Nils Olav,
Derrick Morgan,
Gong,
DJ Style,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Brothers Johnson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
X-Ray Spex,
Ronnie Foster,
Matthew Bourne,
The Skatalites,
Amon Düül II,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Walker Brothers,
Laurel Aitken,
The Knickerbockers,
Scott Walker,
Reagan Youth,
Scientists,
Gil Scott Heron,
CMW,
Skriet,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Alice Coltrane,
Aaron Thompson,
Slick Rick,
Jesper Dahlback,
Brick,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Gladiators,
Animal Collective,
The Real Kids,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Black Pus,
OOIOO,
Michelle Simonal,
the Normal,
Amazonics,
Radiopuhelimet,
Loose Ends,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Interpol,
Infiniti,
X-101,
Quantec,
the Human League,
Sex Pistols,
The Moleskins,
The Velvet Underground,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Beau Brummels,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.