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 Argentina and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Columbus.
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 Lou Reed 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 Thee Headcoats to the rock 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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
H. Thieme,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Monochrome Set,
Carl Craig,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Wake,
Cluster,
X-101,
Johnny Clarke,
Mary Jane Girls,
Hot Snakes,
The Misunderstood,
Scan 7,
Youth Brigade,
Bobby Hutcherson,
DNA,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
In Retrospect,
F. McDonald,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Porter Ricks,
The Cramps,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Moleskins,
Jacob Miller,
Black Moon,
L. Decosne,
The United States of America,
Excepter,
Erykah Badu,
Lower 48,
John Coltrane,
Todd Terry,
Quando Quango,
Fad Gadget,
The Move,
Soul Sonic Force,
Agitation Free,
Janne Schatter,
Eddi Front,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Zero Boys,
Maleditus Sound,
Andrew Hill,
Bill Near,
Nico,
Don Cherry,
Roxette,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bluetip,
ABBA,
The Slits,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Mo-Dettes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Derrick May,
Pierre Henry,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.