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 Burundi and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ice-T to the electroclash 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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon 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?
The Residents,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Roy Ayers,
The Fuzztones,
The Cowsills,
Desert Stars,
Parry Music,
Sister Nancy,
Don Cherry,
Marcia Griffiths,
Boogie Down Productions,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Amon Düül II,
Barrington Levy,
Sällskapet,
Surgeon,
Moebius,
Girls At Our Best!,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Inner City,
T.S.O.L.,
Aural Exciters,
Aaron Thompson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Guru Guru,
Amazonics,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Fire Engines,
Stetsasonic,
Pulsallama,
Goldenarms,
Wire,
Bill Wells,
These Immortal Souls,
Magma,
Alice Coltrane,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
10cc,
Cluster,
Bad Manners,
Average White Band,
The Buckinghams,
Peter and Kerry,
The Invisible,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Music Machine,
Scion,
The Slackers,
Matthew Halsall,
Pole,
Camouflage,
Yaz,
Au Pairs,
Excepter,
Skaos,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.