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 Nicaragua and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 organ 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 The Detroit Cobras to the electroclash 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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Outsiders,
Grauzone,
Gang of Four,
New York Dolls,
X-Ray Spex,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Joyce Sims,
Cecil Taylor,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Andrew Hill,
DJ Sneak,
Chris & Cosey,
H. Thieme,
Thee Headcoats,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The J.B.'s,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Tomorrow,
The United States of America,
Matthew Bourne,
World's Most,
Rufus Thomas,
PIL,
Brass Construction,
The Residents,
the Swans,
Sixth Finger,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ohio Players,
Darondo,
Janne Schatter,
The Wake,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ludus,
Scott Walker,
Gang Green,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tim Buckley,
Don Cherry,
Arcadia,
Cheater Slicks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sex Pistols,
Eden Ahbez,
Intrusion,
Eric Dolphy,
Accadde A,
The Litter,
Au Pairs,
Eli Mardock,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Walker Brothers,
Danielle Patucci,
Anakelly,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Blackbyrds,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bauhaus,
The Barracudas,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.