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 Cambodia and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Michael McDonald 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 Rotary Connection to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Sonics. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fugs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Qualms,
Little Man,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Moby Grape,
Boredoms,
Tres Demented,
Donny Hathaway,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rekid,
The Black Dice,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kaleidoscope,
The Sound,
Unwound,
Black Sheep,
Dark Day,
kango's stein massive,
Drexciya,
Robert Hood,
Symarip,
Jeff Lynne,
Yusef Lateef,
Siglo XX,
The Buckinghams,
DJ Sneak,
Spoonie Gee,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
David Axelrod,
Thompson Twins,
The Star Department,
Godley & Creme,
Nils Olav,
Fatback Band,
Hardrive,
Warren Ellis,
Aaron Thompson,
Average White Band,
Prince Buster,
Mandrill,
Depeche Mode,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Juan Atkins,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Fire Engines,
Wolf Eyes,
The Knickerbockers,
Black Bananas,
Alphaville,
Barbara Tucker,
Niagra,
Barrington Levy,
Simply Red,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Malaria!,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Yazoo,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sun Ra,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
A Certain Ratio,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.