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 Vietnam and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 The Red Krayola to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
Matthew Halsall,
Essential Logic,
Black Flag,
Qualms,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eli Mardock,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Wire,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Harpers Bizarre,
Aloha Tigers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Robert Hood,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Donald Byrd,
Barbara Tucker,
Ultra Naté,
Erykah Badu,
Oblivians,
Whodini,
the Human League,
The Modern Lovers,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Human League,
Eric Dolphy,
Mad Mike,
Frankie Knuckles,
Fad Gadget,
Funkadelic,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Porter Ricks,
Bad Manners,
Barrington Levy,
Cheater Slicks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Groovy Waters,
Ludus,
Hardrive,
Marmalade,
Idris Muhammad,
The Happenings,
Smog,
Oneida,
F. McDonald,
The Doobie Brothers,
Model 500,
Deepchord,
Little Man,
Stiv Bators,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Nils Olav,
Cal Tjader,
Outsiders,
DJ Style,
Mars,
Inner City,
Donny Hathaway,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.