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 Kenya and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tokyo.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bootsy Collins to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Detroit Cobras,
Quantec,
The Music Machine,
Jesper Dahlback,
Barrington Levy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Joyce Sims,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marshall Jefferson,
Black Bananas,
Bootsy Collins,
Index,
Skriet,
Kayak,
Das Ding,
Rod Modell,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Fuzztones,
Rakim,
Kaleidoscope,
Leonard Cohen,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bush Tetras,
the Normal,
MC5,
The Sonics,
The Monks,
Eric Dolphy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Adolescents,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Negative Approach,
The Slackers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Terry Callier,
Piero Umiliani,
Aswad,
Eli Mardock,
This Heat,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Minny Pops,
The Grass Roots,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ultra Naté,
Au Pairs,
Tomorrow,
Audionom,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
John Coltrane,
Prince Buster,
Max Romeo,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Q65,
Peter and Kerry,
The Techniques,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Slits,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.