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 United Kingdom and from Stockholm.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Neu! to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang On A Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
Television,
New Age Steppers,
Q and Not U,
Minor Threat,
Unrelated Segments,
Ice-T,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Dennis Brown,
Gang Green,
the Fania All-Stars,
Scion,
Arthur Verocai,
Gang Starr,
Funky Four + One,
Gabor Szabo,
Joensuu 1685,
Ludus,
Country Teasers,
Pulsallama,
The Doors,
Connie Case,
Alphaville,
Hoover,
OOIOO,
Popol Vuh,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Sonics,
The Black Dice,
Amazonics,
Kas Product,
The J.B.'s,
The Music Machine,
Minny Pops,
Prince Buster,
Robert Wyatt,
Leonard Cohen,
The Sonics,
Black Sheep,
Urselle,
Rod Modell,
Terrestrial Tones,
Alice Coltrane,
Bronski Beat,
Cecil Taylor,
Camouflage,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Robert Görl,
Ossler,
Monks,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Cowsills,
World's Most,
B.T. Express,
Avey Tare,
Easy Going,
Crispian St. Peters,
Niagra,
Black Bananas,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.