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 Solomon Islands and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Cal Tjader to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slackers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Shuggie Otis,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Talk Talk,
Gang of Four,
Delon & Dalcan,
Robert Hood,
Althea and Donna,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Visage,
DJ Style,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Boogie Down Productions,
Echospace,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Normal,
Prince Buster,
The Young Rascals,
Wasted Youth,
Adolescents,
Kerri Chandler,
Monolake,
Cheater Slicks,
FM Einheit,
Traffic Nightmare,
Deakin,
Gil Scott Heron,
Arab on Radar,
Absolute Body Control,
Basic Channel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sun City Girls,
DJ Sneak,
Flipper,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Neon Judgement,
Don Cherry,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Seeds,
ABC,
the Human League,
Rod Modell,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Goldenarms,
Quantec,
Ohio Players,
the Swans,
The Music Machine,
Procol Harum,
The Trojans,
The Gories,
Brothers Johnson,
EPMD,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Arcadia,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.