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 Senegal and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 clarinet 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the jazz 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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 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 Los Fastidios record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Zero Boys,
Procol Harum,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bobby Hutcherson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Isaac Hayes,
Roxette,
Outsiders,
The Gun Club,
DJ Style,
L. Decosne,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Germs,
The Blackbyrds,
The J.B.'s,
Alphaville,
Sam Rivers,
The Five Americans,
Lakeside,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jerry's Kids,
Graham Central Station,
The Misunderstood,
Moebius,
Pantaleimon,
The Gories,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Swell Maps,
Crooked Eye,
Gang Starr,
Scan 7,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ituana,
The Fire Engines,
Smog,
Mark Hollis,
Whodini,
Q65,
Archie Shepp,
The Birthday Party,
The Toasters,
Q and Not U,
Rufus Thomas,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
ABBA,
The American Breed,
Prince Buster,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rekid,
Animal Collective,
Sun City Girls,
Cal Tjader,
Godley & Creme,
Glenn Branca,
Main Source,
Theoretical Girls,
Thompson Twins,
Reagan Youth,
Judy Mowatt,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.