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 Guinea and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ohio Players to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Surgeon,
Television,
Bobby Byrd,
JFA,
Prince Buster,
Franke,
Jeru the Damaja,
June Days,
Saccharine Trust,
Tres Demented,
New Age Steppers,
Frankie Knuckles,
Interpol,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Music Machine,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Derrick May,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Das Ding,
Lucky Dragons,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Funkadelic,
EPMD,
The Kinks,
Hot Snakes,
Gang Green,
The New Christs,
Joyce Sims,
Tim Buckley,
Ultimate Spinach,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Henry Cow,
Delon & Dalcan,
OOIOO,
Aloha Tigers,
Ituana,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
David McCallum,
Ronnie Foster,
The Barracudas,
Whodini,
Byron Stingily,
The Young Rascals,
Steve Hackett,
Animal Collective,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Drexciya,
Simply Red,
The Skatalites,
June of 44,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Scrapy,
Underground Resistance,
Chrome,
Boredoms,
The Neon Judgement,
the Germs,
Brand Nubian,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
MC5,
Little Man,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.