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 Argentina and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 spring reverb 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 Lower 48 to the techno 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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Rekid,
Barrington Levy,
Khruangbin,
Absolute Body Control,
Sarah Menescal,
Supertramp,
Cal Tjader,
Crispian St. Peters,
James White and The Blacks,
DNA,
Agitation Free,
The American Breed,
The Moleskins,
Albert Ayler,
EPMD,
The Wake,
Q65,
Alton Ellis,
Kerrie Biddell,
Todd Terry,
Byron Stingily,
Buzzcocks,
Bill Near,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Negative Approach,
Marshall Jefferson,
David McCallum,
Underground Resistance,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Television,
The Trojans,
Minor Threat,
Lyres,
Sun Ra,
Electric Prunes,
David Bowie,
FM Einheit,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Star Department,
the Bar-Kays,
Lalann,
Cybotron,
David Axelrod,
Aaron Thompson,
Scrapy,
Neu!,
Derrick Morgan,
Quando Quango,
Hasil Adkins,
The Busters,
Kool Moe Dee,
Con Funk Shun,
La Düsseldorf,
L. Decosne,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mission of Burma,
The Mojo Men,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.