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 Bahrain and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Rakim to the grunge 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 The Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Todd Rundgren,
Unrelated Segments,
The Gap Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Arthur Verocai,
Wasted Youth,
Dorothy Ashby,
June Days,
Arcadia,
Monolake,
Wings,
Jandek,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Golliwogs,
David Axelrod,
The Fall,
Pussy Galore,
Soft Cell,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fatback Band,
Thompson Twins,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Fugs,
Anthony Braxton,
Young Marble Giants,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Saccharine Trust,
Talk Talk,
The Velvet Underground,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Amon Düül II,
Donny Hathaway,
Scott Walker,
The Angels of Light,
Loose Ends,
The Walker Brothers,
Chrome,
Brand Nubian,
Fela Kuti,
Alison Limerick,
The Fortunes,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Misunderstood,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ornette Coleman,
Infiniti,
Supertramp,
Johnny Clarke,
Roy Ayers,
Joe Finger,
The Motions,
Faust,
Au Pairs,
Sarah Menescal,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Con Funk Shun,
Isaac Hayes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.