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 Jordan and from Mumbai.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 synthesizer 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 Terry Callier to the punk 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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Talk Talk,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pagans,
Deadbeat,
Rod Modell,
Gang Starr,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Parry Music,
Letta Mbulu,
Magma,
Theoretical Girls,
Robert Hood,
Colin Newman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
OOIOO,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Massinfluence,
The Fortunes,
John Holt,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Black Moon,
Kas Product,
Radiopuhelimet,
Eden Ahbez,
Jeff Mills,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Harry Pussy,
Maleditus Sound,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Archie Shepp,
John Lydon,
Angry Samoans,
Charles Mingus,
Matthew Halsall,
Lightning Bolt,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Max Romeo,
The Buckinghams,
The Modern Lovers,
Faraquet,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Amon Düül II,
Kurtis Blow,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lyres,
Slave,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Stereo Dub,
Boz Scaggs,
JFA,
The Walker Brothers,
Wasted Youth,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.