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 the UAE and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Sam Rivers to the rock 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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radio Birdman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Faraquet,
Erasure,
R.M.O.,
Nils Olav,
Massinfluence,
Babytalk,
Gichy Dan,
Junior Murvin,
The Flesh Eaters,
Hasil Adkins,
Sandy B,
Fad Gadget,
Sun Ra,
Howard Jones,
Depeche Mode,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
H. Thieme,
James White and The Blacks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Brand Nubian,
Ponytail,
Duran Duran,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bill Near,
Zapp,
The New Christs,
Byron Stingily,
Janne Schatter,
Delta 5,
Stereo Dub,
Half Japanese,
Arcadia,
Dark Day,
Brass Construction,
Schoolly D,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Patti Smith,
The Happenings,
The Standells,
Spoonie Gee,
Curtis Mayfield,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Kinks,
Scan 7,
Aaron Thompson,
Scott Walker,
Amon Düül II,
the Bar-Kays,
Funky Four + One,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
ABC,
Brick,
Dead Boys,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
D'Angelo,
The Vogues,
Bill Wells,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.