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 Eritrea and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Bluetip to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Durutti Column,
Gil Scott Heron,
Shuggie Otis,
The Flesh Eaters,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Doors,
the Sonics,
The Beau Brummels,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bobby Sherman,
Ornette Coleman,
cv313,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Depeche Mode,
Sam Rivers,
Chris & Cosey,
Ituana,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Saints,
Junior Murvin,
Ultimate Spinach,
Motorama,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Red Krayola,
Flash Fearless,
Michelle Simonal,
Mantronix,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Anakelly,
The Gap Band,
The Blues Magoos,
Vainqueur,
Youth Brigade,
Dennis Brown,
The Buckinghams,
Thompson Twins,
Country Teasers,
Q and Not U,
DJ Sneak,
Bill Wells,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Todd Rundgren,
Josef K,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sugar Minott,
Joyce Sims,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Associates,
Patti Smith,
Gregory Isaacs,
Traffic Nightmare,
UT,
Avey Tare,
Pylon,
The Velvet Underground,
Rakim,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Smog,
Marmalade,
Barrington Levy,
Lindisfarne,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.