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 Korea South and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Tehran and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare 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 Banda Bassotti to the funk 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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Metal Thangz,
Yazoo,
Boogie Down Productions,
Intrusion,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Subhumans,
Deadbeat,
The Young Rascals,
Jandek,
Flash Fearless,
Excepter,
David Bowie,
Kayak,
The New Christs,
Sam Rivers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bad Manners,
Joensuu 1685,
Soulsonic Force,
Joey Negro,
Kool Moe Dee,
X-101,
Nico,
Morten Harket,
The Neon Judgement,
Tim Buckley,
Crash Course in Science,
Brothers Johnson,
Archie Shepp,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Flipper,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Litter,
CMW,
Mandrill,
Isaac Hayes,
Jawbox,
Zero Boys,
The Alarm Clocks,
Country Teasers,
Loose Ends,
KRS-One,
Rekid,
Wolf Eyes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Soft Cell,
Livin' Joy,
Index,
Jeff Lynne,
Todd Rundgren,
Chrome,
The Mummies,
10cc,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nils Olav,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Dead Boys,
Warsaw,
Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio.
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.