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 Ecuador and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 rhodes 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 Clear Light to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
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,
Warsaw,
The Young Rascals,
The Techniques,
Little Man,
Dark Day,
Mark Hollis,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Glenn Branca,
Hasil Adkins,
The Happenings,
June of 44,
Zero Boys,
Boogie Down Productions,
Wolf Eyes,
Eric Dolphy,
The Martian,
Anakelly,
The Fugs,
Animal Collective,
Black Sheep,
Can,
Monolake,
Depeche Mode,
Faraquet,
David Axelrod,
Arab on Radar,
Accadde A,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
the Soft Cell,
Pere Ubu,
The Zeros,
Crispy Ambulance,
Q and Not U,
Sister Nancy,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jimmy McGriff,
Johnny Clarke,
Procol Harum,
David McCallum,
Anthony Braxton,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sam Rivers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Fall,
The Doors,
Grey Daturas,
New Order,
Mad Mike,
Kenny Larkin,
E-Dancer,
EPMD,
Aloha Tigers,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jandek,
Barrington Levy,
Brand Nubian,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.