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 Saudi Arabia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 J.B.'s to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Theoretical Girls. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Walker Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
Oblivians,
John Holt,
Bronski Beat,
Bluetip,
Inner City,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
Nation of Ulysses,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Nick Fraelich,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Blake Baxter,
The Smiths,
Ten City,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rakim,
Animal Collective,
Infiniti,
Kool Moe Dee,
Easy Going,
Wasted Youth,
Technova,
Minnie Riperton,
UT,
Rites of Spring,
Khruangbin,
Desert Stars,
Quando Quango,
Arcadia,
Minutemen,
Janne Schatter,
Second Layer,
Scan 7,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
F. McDonald,
Faust,
Maurizio,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Radiohead,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bootsy Collins,
E-Dancer,
Toni Rubio,
Accadde A,
The Skatalites,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lower 48,
Fad Gadget,
Q65,
Kerri Chandler,
Rod Modell,
Parry Music,
X-Ray Spex,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kaleidoscope,
Das Ding,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.