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 Azerbaijan 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Leonard Cohen to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
The Gladiators,
Basic Channel,
Sun Ra,
Amazonics,
Brass Construction,
Yaz,
Mo-Dettes,
Duran Duran,
Funky Four + One,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Delta 5,
Rekid,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Crime,
Arthur Verocai,
Saccharine Trust,
Trumans Water,
The Gun Club,
Gregory Isaacs,
Chris Corsano,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Motions,
Nas,
Lyres,
The Golliwogs,
Aaron Thompson,
Barry Ungar,
Roger Hodgson,
Buzzcocks,
X-Ray Spex,
Panda Bear,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Skatalites,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Techniques,
AZ,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Evens,
Sonny Sharrock,
Johnny Clarke,
Morten Harket,
Carl Craig,
Sällskapet,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sixth Finger,
Oblivians,
Make Up,
Deepchord,
Audionom,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Glambeats Corp.,
Prince Buster,
Outsiders,
Depeche Mode,
Patti Smith,
Derrick Morgan,
Sam Rivers,
Ultra Naté,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.