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 Norway and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Supertramp to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 A Flock of Seagulls. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Deepchord,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pagans,
Delta 5,
Peter & Gordon,
Livin' Joy,
Joey Negro,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Slick Rick,
Public Image Ltd.,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Neu!,
Q65,
Youth Brigade,
The Divine Comedy,
Frankie Knuckles,
Joy Division,
Jeff Lynne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Adolescents,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Y Pants,
Trumans Water,
Can,
Chris & Cosey,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Busters,
Letta Mbulu,
Aswad,
Agitation Free,
Rotary Connection,
The Zeros,
Al Stewart,
Goldenarms,
Dennis Brown,
Sound Behaviour,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ornette Coleman,
Excepter,
Bill Wells,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Judy Mowatt,
Alison Limerick,
The Neon Judgement,
The Victims,
The Cramps,
Man Parrish,
The Seeds,
Reagan Youth,
Average White Band,
Pantaleimon,
OOIOO,
Ten City,
Infiniti,
Nation of Ulysses,
June of 44,
The Kinks,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.