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 Luxembourg and from Delhi.
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 Johannesburg and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Tres Demented to the electroclash 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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Freddie Wadling record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Camberwell Now,
Sarah Menescal,
Essential Logic,
The Associates,
Reuben Wilson,
David Axelrod,
JFA,
Groovy Waters,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dorothy Ashby,
Marshall Jefferson,
Soul Sonic Force,
Radio Birdman,
Godley & Creme,
Delon & Dalcan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
10cc,
Ronan,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Electric Prunes,
The Kinks,
Girls At Our Best!,
Alice Coltrane,
Crispian St. Peters,
Frankie Knuckles,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Supertramp,
Skarface,
Harry Pussy,
The Smiths,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nik Kershaw,
Ponytail,
48th St. Collective,
Zero Boys,
Mission of Burma,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
John Coltrane,
Johnny Clarke,
Anthony Braxton,
Half Japanese,
Todd Terry,
The Motions,
Deepchord,
K-Klass,
Brothers Johnson,
Von Mondo,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Electric Prunes,
New Age Steppers,
Tomorrow,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Victims,
the Swans,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ronnie Foster,
Maurizio,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Althea and Donna,
Whodini, Whodini, Whodini, Whodini.
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.