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 Uganda and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Traffic Nightmare to the crunk 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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin 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 rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
The Music Machine,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Busters,
Ornette Coleman,
Scan 7,
Negative Approach,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Wings,
Boogie Down Productions,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Circle Jerks,
Fatback Band,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scrapy,
Duran Duran,
The Wake,
Absolute Body Control,
Ituana,
Barry Ungar,
OOIOO,
Blossom Toes,
The Young Rascals,
Letta Mbulu,
Terrestrial Tones,
Crash Course in Science,
Sight & Sound,
Qualms,
The Victims,
Gang Green,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Icehouse,
The Blackbyrds,
Niagra,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Cluster,
The Slackers,
Prince Buster,
Flipper,
The Associates,
Drive Like Jehu,
Warsaw,
Severed Heads,
David Bowie,
Pantaleimon,
Quando Quango,
Chrome,
Rotary Connection,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kevin Saunderson,
T.S.O.L.,
Piero Umiliani,
Sex Pistols,
The Names,
Hot Snakes,
Bill Wells,
The J.B.'s,
Idris Muhammad,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.