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 Laos and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 spring reverb 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 Delta 5 to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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?
Archie Shepp,
ABC,
Robert Görl,
Junior Murvin,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pole,
Chris Corsano,
Brothers Johnson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Eurythmics,
The Standells,
Bob Dylan,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bizarre Inc.,
Q and Not U,
Al Stewart,
The Gladiators,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eden Ahbez,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Gories,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Beau Brummels,
Franke,
Jandek,
The Buckinghams,
China Crisis,
Sex Pistols,
Lou Reed,
The Names,
Pet Shop Boys,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Searchers,
Depeche Mode,
DNA,
Ice-T,
The Fall,
Dead Boys,
Terrestrial Tones,
Icehouse,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Glambeats Corp.,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bang On A Can,
Newcleus,
Roger Hodgson,
Wolf Eyes,
The Victims,
Buzzcocks,
The American Breed,
the Bar-Kays,
The Zeros,
Urselle,
Hasil Adkins,
Television Personalities,
Section 25,
The Saints,
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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.