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 Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 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 ABC to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
The Count Five,
Camouflage,
Fugazi,
Funky Four + One,
D'Angelo,
Echospace,
Kevin Saunderson,
Stetsasonic,
Lightning Bolt,
The Gap Band,
June of 44,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eric Copeland,
Japan,
DJ Style,
Cybotron,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sexual Harrassment,
Susan Cadogan,
Hoover,
Desert Stars,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Henry Cow,
Graham Central Station,
Gabor Szabo,
Bad Manners,
Fela Kuti,
Make Up,
Radiohead,
Gang Green,
Al Stewart,
Depeche Mode,
The Grass Roots,
Judy Mowatt,
Deepchord,
Barrington Levy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Slick Rick,
Talk Talk,
Jacob Miller,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sun Ra,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rotary Connection,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Human League,
Agent Orange,
Urselle,
Iggy Pop,
Niagra,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Negative Approach,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Smoke,
Stereo Dub,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Aswad,
Yazoo,
The Cowsills,
Lindisfarne,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.