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 Poland and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Bad Manners to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eric Copeland,
Arab on Radar,
Pantytec,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Cure,
Connie Case,
ABC,
The Move,
Ornette Coleman,
Cybotron,
Joy Division,
Deadbeat,
The Dave Clark Five,
A Certain Ratio,
kango's stein massive,
Pantaleimon,
The Victims,
Rekid,
Alison Limerick,
Radiopuhelimet,
Black Sheep,
Symarip,
Half Japanese,
Funky Four + One,
John Cale,
Fatback Band,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Thee Headcoats,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Mission of Burma,
Rakim,
Maurizio,
The Index,
DJ Sneak,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Marc Almond,
These Immortal Souls,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
EPMD,
Accadde A,
The Martian,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Alice Coltrane,
Panda Bear,
The Gap Band,
Talk Talk,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tears for Fears,
Whodini,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Crime,
The Monochrome Set,
The Associates,
Lou Christie,
Bad Manners,
Janne Schatter,
The Selecter,
Scion,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Buckinghams,
The Gun Club,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.