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 Iran and from Spokane.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Pulsallama to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Wake. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Adolescents,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bad Manners,
The Grass Roots,
Royal Trux,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Motorama,
Talk Talk,
David Axelrod,
Robert Hood,
FM Einheit,
Aloha Tigers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Josef K,
The Detroit Cobras,
Alison Limerick,
Severed Heads,
Bauhaus,
Pulsallama,
One Last Wish,
Drexciya,
Don Cherry,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fatback Band,
Excepter,
The Index,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rakim,
This Heat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Silicon Teens,
DJ Sneak,
The American Breed,
Marine Girls,
Accadde A,
Letta Mbulu,
These Immortal Souls,
John Cale,
Slick Rick,
Second Layer,
The Sound,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Amazonics,
The Trojans,
Average White Band,
Darondo,
Funkadelic,
Crash Course in Science,
Suburban Knight,
Neu!,
Ludus,
Groovy Waters,
Dual Sessions,
Barry Ungar,
the Slits,
David McCallum,
Loose Ends,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.