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 Mauritius and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 rhodes 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 Yazoo to the dance 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marmalade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Accadde A,
Underground Resistance,
Maleditus Sound,
Von Mondo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marvin Gaye,
Bobby Hutcherson,
MC5,
Prince Buster,
Ten City,
OOIOO,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Junior Murvin,
Roy Ayers,
Au Pairs,
Boz Scaggs,
Amon Düül II,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sixth Finger,
Hasil Adkins,
Procol Harum,
The Pretty Things,
Lebanon Hanover,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Smoke,
Joy Division,
Arab on Radar,
Isaac Hayes,
ABC,
Dennis Brown,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Electric Prunes,
Michelle Simonal,
The Names,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Fortunes,
Joensuu 1685,
Half Japanese,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Swans,
John Lydon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Electric Prunes,
Das Ding,
Khruangbin,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ronnie Foster,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Absolute Body Control,
Neil Young,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eddi Front,
David Axelrod,
Roger Hodgson,
Aswad,
The Music Machine,
Flash Fearless,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.