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 Somalia and from Bologna.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manchester.
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 spring reverb 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 Flash Fearless to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Symarip,
Anakelly,
Warsaw,
Barrington Levy,
Reagan Youth,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bobby Womack,
Cluster,
B.T. Express,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Eric B and Rakim,
Rosa Yemen,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Faraquet,
The Cramps,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Letta Mbulu,
Brick,
Aaron Thompson,
Neil Young,
Ornette Coleman,
Model 500,
Joy Division,
Main Source,
John Cale,
Arcadia,
Saccharine Trust,
Excepter,
Toni Rubio,
Pagans,
Mars,
Boz Scaggs,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Eric Dolphy,
David Axelrod,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Al Stewart,
Warren Ellis,
10cc,
Ten City,
Rufus Thomas,
This Heat,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sight & Sound,
Rekid,
Bob Dylan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Theoretical Girls,
Angry Samoans,
The Moody Blues,
Half Japanese,
Roy Ayers,
Chris Corsano,
Jacques Brel,
Nas,
Skaos,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.