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 Switzerland and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Scion to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Moleskins,
H. Thieme,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Fatback Band,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Davy DMX,
Television Personalities,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Marshall Jefferson,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nick Fraelich,
Jeff Mills,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Aural Exciters,
The Dead C,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jacob Miller,
The Move,
One Last Wish,
Marvin Gaye,
Adolescents,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Victims,
Cal Tjader,
Minutemen,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The American Breed,
Popol Vuh,
Amon Düül,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
UT,
Excepter,
Lalo Schifrin,
Terrestrial Tones,
Television,
Dawn Penn,
The Leaves,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Zeros,
Derrick May,
Yellowson,
Spandau Ballet,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Metal Thangz,
The Flesh Eaters,
Fugazi,
The Martian,
Mr. Review,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Harmonia,
Matthew Halsall,
Accadde A,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.