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 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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Mission of Burma to the rock 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 Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suicide,
E-Dancer,
Prince Buster,
Sällskapet,
Hardrive,
Television,
Warsaw,
The Monochrome Set,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jandek,
Sight & Sound,
New Order,
The Fugs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pharoah Sanders,
Colin Newman,
Bob Dylan,
Eve St. Jones,
Jerry's Kids,
The Young Rascals,
Marcia Griffiths,
Moby Grape,
John Coltrane,
Can,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Sound,
Nils Olav,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Mummies,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
FM Einheit,
Faraquet,
Pole,
Curtis Mayfield,
Khruangbin,
The Blackbyrds,
U.S. Maple,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Funky Four + One,
Audionom,
Black Moon,
Brass Construction,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Skatalites,
R.M.O.,
David Bowie,
the Association,
Johnny Osbourne,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Panda Bear,
Sam Rivers,
Metal Thangz,
Dawn Penn,
Rapeman,
Livin' Joy,
The Fuzztones,
The Tremeloes,
Nick Fraelich,
Circle Jerks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Knickerbockers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Drexciya,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.