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 Kenya and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 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 Fugazi to the funk 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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Harmonia,
Amon Düül,
Jesper Dahlback,
The United States of America,
The Fugs,
Sam Rivers,
Funkadelic,
Second Layer,
Johnny Clarke,
Barrington Levy,
Maurizio,
AZ,
Al Stewart,
Faust,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gil Scott Heron,
Alphaville,
U.S. Maple,
Freddie Wadling,
E-Dancer,
The Fire Engines,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ponytail,
Sexual Harrassment,
CMW,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Heaven 17,
The Stooges,
Spoonie Gee,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Intrusion,
The Grass Roots,
Flipper,
Main Source,
Jeff Lynne,
EPMD,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Anakelly,
Sarah Menescal,
Bizarre Inc.,
MDC,
Kaleidoscope,
Sound Behaviour,
The Durutti Column,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Niagra,
The Gap Band,
David Axelrod,
Jeru the Damaja,
Aural Exciters,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Star Department,
Tres Demented,
Q and Not U,
Ten City,
Althea and Donna,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.