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 Guinea and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 synthesizer 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 Animal Collective to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Human League. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Schoolly D,
Babytalk,
Outsiders,
The Slits,
Spoonie Gee,
Quantec,
Drexciya,
The Fuzztones,
Davy DMX,
The Gun Club,
Terry Callier,
Amon Düül,
A Certain Ratio,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Girls At Our Best!,
Slick Rick,
Tomorrow,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Magma,
Aloha Tigers,
Q and Not U,
The Stooges,
Lou Christie,
Piero Umiliani,
The Music Machine,
The Divine Comedy,
Minnie Riperton,
La Düsseldorf,
The Cramps,
DJ Sneak,
Cheater Slicks,
Popol Vuh,
Aaron Thompson,
AZ,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bobby Byrd,
Gang Starr,
Susan Cadogan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ossler,
Sparks,
Ten City,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Funky Four + One,
Mars,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sister Nancy,
Ice-T,
a-ha,
Drive Like Jehu,
OOIOO,
Metal Thangz,
Alice Coltrane,
Traffic Nightmare,
EPMD,
the Swans,
Guru Guru,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Offenders,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.