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 Spain and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Scan 7 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Crooked Eye. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
Maurizio,
Skarface,
Ossler,
Fugazi,
Sixth Finger,
Funky Four + One,
Sällskapet,
Ludus,
Animal Collective,
The Gladiators,
Swans,
Quantec,
The Motions,
Man Parrish,
Ronan,
Pole,
Andrew Hill,
Wasted Youth,
Terry Callier,
Audionom,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Crime,
Kayak,
Funkadelic,
Motorama,
Lalann,
Depeche Mode,
Don Cherry,
John Coltrane,
Panda Bear,
The American Breed,
Kurtis Blow,
Joensuu 1685,
the Association,
Jeff Lynne,
Public Image Ltd.,
Icehouse,
Ronnie Foster,
Grandmaster Flash,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Harpers Bizarre,
Moby Grape,
Cecil Taylor,
The Searchers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Saints,
Blossom Toes,
Stetsasonic,
Mantronix,
Duran Duran,
D'Angelo,
Derrick Morgan,
The Seeds,
Monks,
Reagan Youth,
Jacob Miller,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.