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 Lebanon and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Guru Guru to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Electric Prunes,
Rosa Yemen,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Echospace,
The Doors,
Marshall Jefferson,
Depeche Mode,
Idris Muhammad,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jimmy McGriff,
Joey Negro,
Todd Terry,
The Sonics,
Deepchord,
Khruangbin,
Jacques Brel,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Shuggie Otis,
Royal Trux,
The Divine Comedy,
Crooked Eye,
Erykah Badu,
Gichy Dan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mad Mike,
H. Thieme,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
D'Angelo,
Rapeman,
Johnny Osbourne,
Can,
Soulsonic Force,
Tomorrow,
Zero Boys,
Model 500,
Rakim,
Soft Machine,
James White and The Blacks,
Mandrill,
One Last Wish,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Fela Kuti,
Neil Young,
Blossom Toes,
R.M.O.,
Funkadelic,
Faust,
Sister Nancy,
The Leaves,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Normal,
Deakin,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Shadows of Knight,
Michelle Simonal,
These Immortal Souls,
Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls.
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.