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 Palau and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Robert Palmer 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 Boredoms to the punk 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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Residents,
Crooked Eye,
Marvin Gaye,
Robert Görl,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Monks,
Pantytec,
Idris Muhammad,
Swans,
Girls At Our Best!,
Au Pairs,
The Wake,
Matthew Halsall,
Donny Hathaway,
The Standells,
Aloha Tigers,
Pylon,
Sonny Sharrock,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
T. Rex,
kango's stein massive,
Heaven 17,
The Sound,
Kayak,
Roxette,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Black Flag,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Busters,
Suicide,
Lucky Dragons,
DJ Sneak,
Tres Demented,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Dead C,
Jeru the Damaja,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bronski Beat,
Brothers Johnson,
E-Dancer,
Goldenarms,
the Normal,
Soul Sonic Force,
Funkadelic,
The Cowsills,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rosa Yemen,
A Certain Ratio,
The Toasters,
Mo-Dettes,
The Count Five,
Don Cherry,
Whodini,
the Sonics,
Soul II Soul,
8 Eyed Spy,
Eric Dolphy,
Newcleus,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.