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 Montenegro and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crash Course in Science record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Sam Rivers,
The Cowsills,
Yazoo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Trumans Water,
Echospace,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jawbox,
OOIOO,
Das Ding,
The Move,
Rekid,
Essential Logic,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Camouflage,
Half Japanese,
Josef K,
Desert Stars,
Mark Hollis,
Sandy B,
Zapp,
kango's stein massive,
Mission of Burma,
The Misunderstood,
Jerry's Kids,
Pere Ubu,
The Grass Roots,
Andrew Hill,
The Busters,
Todd Terry,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Skatalites,
The Flesh Eaters,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Drexciya,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Siglo XX,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Janne Schatter,
Cal Tjader,
Girls At Our Best!,
David Axelrod,
Gang of Four,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Michelle Simonal,
Pole,
Sarah Menescal,
Sparks,
Bill Wells,
Crispy Ambulance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Avey Tare,
JFA,
Idris Muhammad,
Boogie Down Productions,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Minutemen,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.