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 Slovakia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Grandmaster Flash to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Music Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Gong,
the Slits,
The Sound,
Lakeside,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kool Moe Dee,
Robert Görl,
The Index,
Eric B and Rakim,
Unwound,
The Count Five,
Outsiders,
Quadrant,
Pharoah Sanders,
Yusef Lateef,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Kaleidoscope,
Heaven 17,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Magma,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nas,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Gun Club,
Big Daddy Kane,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Shadows of Knight,
Saccharine Trust,
Animal Collective,
Sight & Sound,
Cecil Taylor,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Pretty Things,
The Neon Judgement,
Wire,
PIL,
Basic Channel,
Crispian St. Peters,
Hashim,
Excepter,
Skarface,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Michelle Simonal,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Litter,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Yellowson,
Henry Cow,
Ten City,
Gichy Dan,
Can,
Dennis Brown,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
FM Einheit,
The Walker Brothers,
Pierre Henry,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.