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 Nepal and from Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bologna.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Barrington Levy to the grunge 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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Jeff Mills,
Little Man,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Livin' Joy,
Deepchord,
Unrelated Segments,
Radiopuhelimet,
Drexciya,
Barrington Levy,
Absolute Body Control,
Sandy B,
cv313,
Susan Cadogan,
Gabor Szabo,
The Human League,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lebanon Hanover,
Motorama,
Dave Gahan,
Faust,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Soulsonic Force,
L. Decosne,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bobby Sherman,
Electric Prunes,
The Zeros,
Chrome,
MC5,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Motions,
Visage,
Loose Ends,
Curtis Mayfield,
Godley & Creme,
Television,
Animal Collective,
Brand Nubian,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lalann,
Negative Approach,
Danielle Patucci,
Leonard Cohen,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kerri Chandler,
Royal Trux,
Shoche,
Siglo XX,
The Blackbyrds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Bananas,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lower 48,
John Holt,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bronski Beat,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
48th St. Collective,
Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim.
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.