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 Montenegro and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 808 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the dance 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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
The Gap Band,
Radiohead,
Flash Fearless,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kerri Chandler,
Man Parrish,
The Skatalites,
Ten City,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Marmalade,
Traffic Nightmare,
Barclay James Harvest,
Skriet,
John Lydon,
Goldenarms,
the Association,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lindisfarne,
Mad Mike,
The Star Department,
Eric Dolphy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Slackers,
The Leaves,
The Velvet Underground,
Alphaville,
Panda Bear,
Mark Hollis,
Ohio Players,
MC5,
Rotary Connection,
Deakin,
Jeru the Damaja,
Derrick Morgan,
Young Marble Giants,
New Order,
Q65,
Gichy Dan,
These Immortal Souls,
This Heat,
Funky Four + One,
Roxy Music,
The Knickerbockers,
John Holt,
Boogie Down Productions,
Neil Young,
Joy Division,
Wally Richardson,
Icehouse,
Nation of Ulysses,
Little Man,
The Invisible,
UT,
Shuggie Otis,
Gil Scott Heron,
Marshall Jefferson,
U.S. Maple,
Procol Harum,
T.S.O.L.,
The Moleskins,
Bobby Womack,
Gong,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.