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 Zambia and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 mellotron 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 Byron Stingily to the grunge 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
CMW,
UT,
Soul Sonic Force,
Guru Guru,
Blancmange,
Q and Not U,
Rufus Thomas,
Neu!,
The Dave Clark Five,
Yazoo,
Von Mondo,
Niagra,
the Association,
Severed Heads,
Moss Icon,
Loose Ends,
Pantaleimon,
Arthur Verocai,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Crispian St. Peters,
Quantec,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Knickerbockers,
Jeff Mills,
Eurythmics,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jandek,
Ultimate Spinach,
Derrick Morgan,
The Slits,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eric B and Rakim,
Scott Walker,
Rapeman,
Anthony Braxton,
Lower 48,
The Standells,
Kas Product,
The Names,
Negative Approach,
Lebanon Hanover,
Black Flag,
Dual Sessions,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Fall,
Glambeats Corp.,
Symarip,
Shuggie Otis,
Tres Demented,
Camouflage,
The Leaves,
Connie Case,
John Foxx,
Archie Shepp,
The Stooges,
Harmonia,
The Happenings,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Dead Boys,
The Neon Judgement,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.