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 Taiwan and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Isaac Hayes to the funk 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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Neil Young,
Pole,
Adolescents,
The Barracudas,
Johnny Clarke,
the Bar-Kays,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Susan Cadogan,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Eve St. Jones,
The Kinks,
Bauhaus,
Goldenarms,
Bobby Sherman,
Magma,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Von Mondo,
Cecil Taylor,
Alton Ellis,
Camouflage,
DNA,
The Walker Brothers,
Swell Maps,
Underground Resistance,
Young Marble Giants,
Eden Ahbez,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Albert Ayler,
The Cramps,
Mars,
Model 500,
Avey Tare,
Television,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Simply Red,
Sällskapet,
Barbara Tucker,
Nirvana,
Second Layer,
ABBA,
Scientists,
Half Japanese,
The Victims,
La Düsseldorf,
Roy Ayers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Janne Schatter,
Oblivians,
Soft Cell,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Boz Scaggs,
Wolf Eyes,
Chris Corsano,
Sam Rivers,
Gang Starr,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow.
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.