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 Mexico and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 Manchester and Beijing.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the rhodes 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 KRS-One to the techno 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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
The Sound,
48th St. Collective,
Gabor Szabo,
LL Cool J,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jeff Mills,
Section 25,
Malaria!,
Alton Ellis,
Anthony Braxton,
James White and The Blacks,
The Dead C,
Harry Pussy,
Severed Heads,
Eric Copeland,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Vogues,
The Selecter,
World's Most,
Glambeats Corp.,
Mandrill,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Sheep,
Ten City,
Sugar Minott,
Bootsy Collins,
Moby Grape,
EPMD,
Surgeon,
Urselle,
T. Rex,
Magma,
Von Mondo,
Reagan Youth,
The Standells,
Kurtis Blow,
Quantec,
Ice-T,
New Order,
The Real Kids,
The Durutti Column,
Newcleus,
Cybotron,
Leonard Cohen,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Last Poets,
Grauzone,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Q and Not U,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Joyce Sims,
Wolf Eyes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Fugs,
Adolescents,
Todd Rundgren,
Arthur Verocai,
Harmonia,
Con Funk Shun,
Janne Schatter,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.