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 Estonia and from Toronto.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Salvador.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the snare 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 Vainqueur to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nik Kershaw,
Avey Tare,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
cv313,
Glenn Branca,
Colin Newman,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Whodini,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Anakelly,
Ponytail,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fat Boys,
The Walker Brothers,
Thee Headcoats,
Kayak,
Anthony Braxton,
The Gun Club,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Porter Ricks,
The Blackbyrds,
Blossom Toes,
Pere Ubu,
Flash Fearless,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dave Gahan,
Donald Byrd,
Siglo XX,
Essential Logic,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Happenings,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Amon Düül II,
Wally Richardson,
The Star Department,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Blancmange,
Lightning Bolt,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Golliwogs,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sun Ra,
10cc,
Robert Wyatt,
John Foxx,
Charles Mingus,
June Days,
Panda Bear,
Gregory Isaacs,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
MC5,
U.S. Maple,
Make Up,
T. Rex,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.