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 Libya and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Donald Fagen 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 China Crisis to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
The Raincoats,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bad Manners,
The Zeros,
New York Dolls,
Silicon Teens,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Angels of Light,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rites of Spring,
B.T. Express,
Cymande,
Khruangbin,
The Gories,
The Knickerbockers,
Colin Newman,
PIL,
Von Mondo,
Max Romeo,
Peter and Kerry,
Joe Smooth,
Moby Grape,
The Residents,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Dawn Penn,
Rod Modell,
The Wake,
The Stooges,
Talk Talk,
A Certain Ratio,
David McCallum,
Ponytail,
Fela Kuti,
Black Pus,
Isaac Hayes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Intrusion,
Flash Fearless,
Slick Rick,
The Associates,
June of 44,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lower 48,
F. McDonald,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lyres,
D'Angelo,
Oblivians,
Groovy Waters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Quantec,
Big Daddy Kane,
Suburban Knight,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jandek,
Charles Mingus,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
David Axelrod,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Minor Threat,
The Invisible,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.