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 Ghana and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Michael McDonald 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 Danielle Patucci to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Pussy Galore tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Quadrant,
the Bar-Kays,
Agitation Free,
The Fortunes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Cramps,
Stockholm Monsters,
Severed Heads,
The Five Americans,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Supertramp,
The Real Kids,
Gang Starr,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Hardrive,
Cluster,
Fad Gadget,
Flash Fearless,
The Names,
Eli Mardock,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rhythm & Sound,
Scott Walker,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Johnny Clarke,
Thompson Twins,
the Sonics,
ABC,
The Trojans,
The Kinks,
Parry Music,
Letta Mbulu,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Archie Shepp,
Stiv Bators,
Soft Machine,
Smog,
Ronnie Foster,
Duran Duran,
Grauzone,
Arcadia,
Gang Green,
Average White Band,
The Star Department,
Cymande,
The J.B.'s,
Nas,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nick Fraelich,
AZ,
Nik Kershaw,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Hot Snakes,
Ohio Players,
In Retrospect,
Los Fastidios,
The Toasters,
Ice-T,
Section 25,
Make Up,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.