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 Lithuania and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 organ 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 Isaac Hayes to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Panda Bear,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Funkadelic,
Arcadia,
Faraquet,
Animal Collective,
Pylon,
Kerrie Biddell,
Stiv Bators,
Saccharine Trust,
Pharoah Sanders,
L. Decosne,
Groovy Waters,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ice-T,
The Count Five,
Curtis Mayfield,
Popol Vuh,
Depeche Mode,
A Certain Ratio,
Kenny Larkin,
Jerry's Kids,
Todd Terry,
Boogie Down Productions,
EPMD,
Wasted Youth,
The Index,
Marmalade,
John Coltrane,
The Fire Engines,
Lalann,
Bill Near,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bobby Byrd,
Alison Limerick,
Unrelated Segments,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Basic Channel,
Barbara Tucker,
Eli Mardock,
Jesper Dahlback,
Traffic Nightmare,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Infiniti,
The Wake,
Hasil Adkins,
Yaz,
Terry Callier,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sun Ra,
Kerri Chandler,
Junior Murvin,
Anthony Braxton,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Standells,
Section 25,
Trumans Water,
The Black Dice,
Minutemen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.