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 Senegal and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Holger Czukay 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 Index to the crunk 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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Association record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The J.B.'s,
Gang Green,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
R.M.O.,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Index,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lalo Schifrin,
Oneida,
Toni Rubio,
Ultra Naté,
Zero Boys,
Bang On A Can,
The Flesh Eaters,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Scratch Acid,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Mummies,
James White and The Blacks,
kango's stein massive,
Eyeless In Gaza,
David McCallum,
Guru Guru,
Negative Approach,
Laurel Aitken,
Yusef Lateef,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Harmonia,
Quando Quango,
Byron Stingily,
The Shadows of Knight,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sugar Minott,
Bobby Byrd,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Swans,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
X-101,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Todd Terry,
Warsaw,
Jeff Lynne,
Blossom Toes,
Intrusion,
Bootsy Collins,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Sonics,
Gabor Szabo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bobby Womack,
Popol Vuh,
Dorothy Ashby,
Amon Düül,
Prince Buster,
ABC,
The Cramps,
Crash Course in Science,
Thee Headcoats,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.