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 Namibia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 arpeggiator 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 Todd Terry to the jazz 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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
ABBA,
Adolescents,
The Real Kids,
Second Layer,
T.S.O.L.,
Altered Images,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rosa Yemen,
Country Teasers,
Guru Guru,
Mission of Burma,
Roxy Music,
Hoover,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
MC5,
Kas Product,
Robert Wyatt,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
June Days,
Average White Band,
Faraquet,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jacob Miller,
Spoonie Gee,
Urselle,
Anthony Braxton,
Suburban Knight,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sight & Sound,
The Dirtbombs,
Cal Tjader,
Henry Cow,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Max Romeo,
The Mojo Men,
The Standells,
Josef K,
CMW,
Juan Atkins,
The Searchers,
Sandy B,
Surgeon,
Panda Bear,
PIL,
Arthur Verocai,
Visage,
Harmonia,
Delta 5,
Young Marble Giants,
The Dave Clark Five,
Heaven 17,
Jandek,
John Holt,
Pylon,
Depeche Mode,
The Slackers,
Slick Rick,
Ice-T,
China Crisis,
Camberwell Now,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Vogues,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.