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 Germany and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Yellowson to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Average White Band,
Shuggie Otis,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Velvet Underground,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Crash Course in Science,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Fuzztones,
Mr. Review,
Eve St. Jones,
Spoonie Gee,
Black Flag,
The Barracudas,
Vladislav Delay,
Clear Light,
Half Japanese,
Sarah Menescal,
DJ Sneak,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Hardrive,
Zapp,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bob Dylan,
Metal Thangz,
Judy Mowatt,
the Association,
Gil Scott Heron,
Unrelated Segments,
Brass Construction,
Saccharine Trust,
Scan 7,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gang of Four,
Basic Channel,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Parry Music,
Ultra Naté,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Fear,
Soul II Soul,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Joyce Sims,
Lalann,
Grey Daturas,
cv313,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pussy Galore,
Wolf Eyes,
Radiohead,
Eden Ahbez,
the Normal,
The Human League,
Cybotron,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Pretty Things,
Deakin,
Albert Ayler,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.