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 Colombia and from Mumbai.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 clarinet 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 Joy Division to the disco 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Beasts of Bourbon,
AZ,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Human League,
New Order,
cv313,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jandek,
The Index,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Morten Harket,
Bobby Hutcherson,
John Cale,
John Holt,
Mr. Review,
Cheater Slicks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Victims,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Unwound,
Wire,
The Music Machine,
Skriet,
Stereo Dub,
FM Einheit,
The Young Rascals,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Happenings,
Oblivians,
The Black Dice,
Easy Going,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Black Pus,
Chris Corsano,
The Names,
Khruangbin,
The Detroit Cobras,
Maurizio,
Black Flag,
The Wake,
Echospace,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Audionom,
Groovy Waters,
In Retrospect,
Procol Harum,
The Fugs,
Altered Images,
Ultimate Spinach,
Unrelated Segments,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Offenders,
The Gories,
Bobby Womack,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ralphi Rosario,
World's Most,
Amon Düül,
The Golliwogs,
10cc,
The Fall,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.