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 Iran and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 rhodes 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 Kas Product to the punk 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 Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cymande record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dead C,
Barry Ungar,
Pet Shop Boys,
John Coltrane,
Avey Tare,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rufus Thomas,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Freddie Wadling,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Guru Guru,
Monks,
Average White Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Terry Callier,
Lakeside,
June of 44,
Fat Boys,
Massinfluence,
Gregory Isaacs,
the Swans,
Sight & Sound,
Camberwell Now,
Big Daddy Kane,
Blake Baxter,
The Motions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pylon,
Magma,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
David McCallum,
Q and Not U,
Easy Going,
Sam Rivers,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Searchers,
E-Dancer,
The Gap Band,
Pole,
Rekid,
Ten City,
The Trojans,
Swell Maps,
Au Pairs,
D'Angelo,
Todd Terry,
Roxette,
Traffic Nightmare,
Girls At Our Best!,
Reuben Wilson,
Nirvana,
Mars,
Chris Corsano,
Mark Hollis,
Aswad,
David Axelrod,
Simply Red,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pussy Galore,
Cal Tjader,
The Young Rascals,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
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.