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 Slovenia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mexico City.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Aural Exciters to the electroclash 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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Severed Heads,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Evens,
Swell Maps,
Depeche Mode,
The Gladiators,
kango's stein massive,
The Five Americans,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Smog,
Technova,
Soft Machine,
Bobbi Humphrey,
DNA,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
John Holt,
Sister Nancy,
Glenn Branca,
the Human League,
Juan Atkins,
Magazine,
Ossler,
Ken Boothe,
Kool Moe Dee,
Fluxion,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Guru Guru,
Arthur Verocai,
Section 25,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Black Dice,
Sly & The Family Stone,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ronnie Foster,
Susan Cadogan,
Lalann,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Thompson Twins,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Barbara Tucker,
Michelle Simonal,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Arcadia,
Marmalade,
The Motions,
Robert Görl,
Black Pus,
The Barracudas,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Cymande,
Urselle,
Andrew Hill,
Minny Pops,
Outsiders,
Maleditus Sound,
Intrusion,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Iggy Pop,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Organ,
Trumans Water,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.