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 Cyprus and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Milan.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Whodini to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
AZ,
The United States of America,
Erasure,
Pulsallama,
Quadrant,
Pussy Galore,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
New Age Steppers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Young Marble Giants,
The Selecter,
Schoolly D,
Black Pus,
Graham Central Station,
T. Rex,
Subhumans,
The Motions,
Mars,
Silicon Teens,
Sex Pistols,
Desert Stars,
Harry Pussy,
Michelle Simonal,
Tom Boy,
Swell Maps,
The Divine Comedy,
The Count Five,
Cameo,
the Bar-Kays,
The Slackers,
Soulsonic Force,
Moss Icon,
Underground Resistance,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cecil Taylor,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Girls At Our Best!,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Danielle Patucci,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jerry's Kids,
Animal Collective,
The Names,
Guru Guru,
Sandy B,
The Seeds,
Johnny Osbourne,
Traffic Nightmare,
Byron Stingily,
The Modern Lovers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Skaos,
Vainqueur,
Gichy Dan,
Kurtis Blow,
Mark Hollis,
The Alarm Clocks,
Joe Smooth,
X-102,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.