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 Austria and from Spokane.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Lou Reed 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 Skaos to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mad Mike,
Minny Pops,
Rapeman,
Yellowson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Monks,
The Gladiators,
Carl Craig,
Ludus,
The Blackbyrds,
Spandau Ballet,
Gil Scott Heron,
Thee Headcoats,
Brass Construction,
Subhumans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Marine Girls,
Shuggie Otis,
Ultra Naté,
cv313,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Essential Logic,
Steve Hackett,
Goldenarms,
Make Up,
Glambeats Corp.,
Banda Bassotti,
Eli Mardock,
The Standells,
Hardrive,
Man Eating Sloth,
The American Breed,
Dawn Penn,
Scan 7,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Barracudas,
Dual Sessions,
Little Man,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Adolescents,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Glenn Branca,
Skriet,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Fela Kuti,
A Flock of Seagulls,
the Sonics,
CMW,
Eric Dolphy,
The Searchers,
Echospace,
Khruangbin,
Malaria!,
Amazonics,
LL Cool J,
Janne Schatter,
Pagans,
Con Funk Shun,
Lakeside,
Pulsallama,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.