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 San Marino and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 mellotron 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 Fear to the funk 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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
The Knickerbockers,
Scrapy,
The Doobie Brothers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ken Boothe,
The Wake,
The Real Kids,
Marshall Jefferson,
Stereo Dub,
Crooked Eye,
Gang Starr,
Skaos,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jeff Lynne,
Y Pants,
The Smoke,
The Birthday Party,
Agent Orange,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ohio Players,
Circle Jerks,
Yusef Lateef,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Marcia Griffiths,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scratch Acid,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Selecter,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sixth Finger,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crash Course in Science,
The Busters,
Shoche,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pharoah Sanders,
Aswad,
the Swans,
Flipper,
Danielle Patucci,
Gastr Del Sol,
Boz Scaggs,
Todd Terry,
Cecil Taylor,
Traffic Nightmare,
Isaac Hayes,
B.T. Express,
Procol Harum,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Sound,
Newcleus,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bobby Byrd,
Gong,
The Fuzztones,
The Leaves,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.