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 Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Copenhagen.
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 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 Soul Sonic Force to the funk 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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Ornette Coleman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Boz Scaggs,
Vladislav Delay,
Lalo Schifrin,
Yusef Lateef,
Agitation Free,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Happenings,
Brass Construction,
Joy Division,
T. Rex,
Ultimate Spinach,
Oblivians,
Gong,
Yazoo,
ABC,
Desert Stars,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Agent Orange,
Black Flag,
Iggy Pop,
Graham Central Station,
Thee Headcoats,
the Bar-Kays,
The Kinks,
Dead Boys,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Associates,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Quando Quango,
The Modern Lovers,
Kas Product,
Dual Sessions,
Frankie Knuckles,
Prince Buster,
Faraquet,
Blossom Toes,
Niagra,
The American Breed,
Patti Smith,
U.S. Maple,
Crispy Ambulance,
Suburban Knight,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rosa Yemen,
The Knickerbockers,
Aaron Thompson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Evens,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Mummies,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Urselle,
Soul Sonic Force,
AZ,
Johnny Osbourne,
Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review.
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.