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 China and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 marimba 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 The Dead C to the rock 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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tim Buckley record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
Cal Tjader,
Boz Scaggs,
Japan,
Charles Mingus,
Flipper,
Schoolly D,
The Moody Blues,
Newcleus,
Pylon,
Crooked Eye,
Scan 7,
Josef K,
Jandek,
Monolake,
Aural Exciters,
Ponytail,
Robert Hood,
Dave Gahan,
Girls At Our Best!,
Matthew Halsall,
Index,
Rapeman,
Slave,
Eric Copeland,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Public Image Ltd.,
Half Japanese,
Technova,
Crime,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Wings,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
kango's stein massive,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Standells,
K-Klass,
Dual Sessions,
Ludus,
Gang of Four,
Harpers Bizarre,
Main Source,
Joyce Sims,
Jesper Dahlback,
Deadbeat,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Names,
Piero Umiliani,
LL Cool J,
Zapp,
Circle Jerks,
The Trojans,
Lalo Schifrin,
Masters at Work,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Funky Four + One,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Motorama,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.