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 Botswana and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 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 Robert Hood 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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Index,
Terrestrial Tones,
Minnie Riperton,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Metal Thangz,
Ornette Coleman,
Unwound,
Echospace,
Black Flag,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Divine Comedy,
The Searchers,
The Fuzztones,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Cluster,
David Axelrod,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Arthur Verocai,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Letta Mbulu,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Skatalites,
Mary Jane Girls,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Circle Jerks,
Agent Orange,
Pharoah Sanders,
Second Layer,
The Move,
Wally Richardson,
Ken Boothe,
The Blues Magoos,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Juan Atkins,
Josef K,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Howard Jones,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Buckinghams,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Funky Four + One,
Kaleidoscope,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
cv313,
Alphaville,
Cybotron,
Nils Olav,
Roy Ayers,
Charles Mingus,
Buzzcocks,
The Mummies,
One Last Wish,
Judy Mowatt,
Easy Going,
The Black Dice,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
the Association,
The Gories,
Eric Dolphy,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.