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 Ecuador and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Funkadelic to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Remains. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Howard Jones,
EPMD,
Matthew Bourne,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
New Age Steppers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Supertramp,
F. McDonald,
Intrusion,
The Electric Prunes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tommy Roe,
The Shadows of Knight,
MDC,
Moby Grape,
The Barracudas,
Ultra Naté,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bush Tetras,
Pantaleimon,
Hot Snakes,
The Sound,
cv313,
Fluxion,
Sight & Sound,
Metal Thangz,
Gong,
Agent Orange,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Public Enemy,
Skarface,
Subhumans,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bang On A Can,
Nas,
Essential Logic,
The Busters,
Eden Ahbez,
Chris & Cosey,
Dennis Brown,
Infiniti,
Kenny Larkin,
Hasil Adkins,
Amon Düül,
Todd Terry,
The Searchers,
Absolute Body Control,
Soft Cell,
Althea and Donna,
The Move,
Graham Central Station,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Mummies,
The Kinks,
the Bar-Kays,
Jesper Dahlback,
Funky Four + One,
Dark Day,
The Human League,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.