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 Honduras and from New York.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manila.
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 synthesizer 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 American Breed 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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
David McCallum,
Neil Young,
Lebanon Hanover,
Michelle Simonal,
Qualms,
U.S. Maple,
Radio Birdman,
Althea and Donna,
Quadrant,
Curtis Mayfield,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Peter & Gordon,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Animal Collective,
Maurizio,
Jeff Mills,
The Wake,
The Five Americans,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Invisible,
Kevin Saunderson,
H. Thieme,
The Beau Brummels,
The American Breed,
The Techniques,
Accadde A,
In Retrospect,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Q65,
The Walker Brothers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Roger Hodgson,
Piero Umiliani,
Schoolly D,
Nick Fraelich,
LL Cool J,
Faraquet,
Ronan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Nils Olav,
Cameo,
Lucky Dragons,
Eden Ahbez,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Slave,
Country Teasers,
The Standells,
Sällskapet,
Scott Walker,
Newcleus,
Mad Mike,
Goldenarms,
Camouflage,
Von Mondo,
Isaac Hayes,
Scion,
The Knickerbockers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Big Daddy Kane,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.