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 Papua New Guinea and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 David Bowie 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Y Pants,
Josef K,
Silicon Teens,
Charles Mingus,
Pagans,
Inner City,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Slave,
Hot Snakes,
The Smoke,
Camouflage,
Sixth Finger,
Terry Callier,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Skatalites,
Roxy Music,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Zapp,
U.S. Maple,
Gang Green,
Spoonie Gee,
Monolake,
The Gap Band,
Fear,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fluxion,
Magma,
Unwound,
Suburban Knight,
Bootsy Collins,
Mandrill,
Kayak,
Kool Moe Dee,
Chris Corsano,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Tremeloes,
X-101,
Surgeon,
Jacques Brel,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Monks,
Average White Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Susan Cadogan,
The Martian,
DJ Style,
Amon Düül,
Mr. Review,
The Young Rascals,
Depeche Mode,
The United States of America,
Robert Wyatt,
Kenny Larkin,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.