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 Rwanda and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Edmonton.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the marimba 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 Gil Scott Heron to the techno 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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispy Ambulance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
Index,
Bobby Womack,
Mad Mike,
Lalann,
Crash Course in Science,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Yusef Lateef,
Main Source,
One Last Wish,
U.S. Maple,
Jeff Mills,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Wire,
Tropical Tobacco,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Black Dice,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Modern Lovers,
Dead Boys,
Audionom,
Rakim,
Loose Ends,
Scan 7,
Au Pairs,
Y Pants,
The Cowsills,
The Motions,
Danielle Patucci,
Tim Buckley,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Janne Schatter,
the Swans,
Rod Modell,
Dual Sessions,
Dark Day,
The Neon Judgement,
Hashim,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sound Behaviour,
John Lydon,
Rosa Yemen,
E-Dancer,
Peter & Gordon,
Reagan Youth,
Gong,
Mr. Review,
Scratch Acid,
Moss Icon,
Urselle,
Bobby Hutcherson,
AZ,
The Misunderstood,
Barry Ungar,
Visage,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Selecter,
Procol Harum,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.