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 Vietnam and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 arpeggiator 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 Bobbi Humphrey to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
Colin Newman,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Monks,
Black Sheep,
Alice Coltrane,
Ohio Players,
Marshall Jefferson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Circle Jerks,
Swell Maps,
Soulsonic Force,
Outsiders,
Eric Dolphy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Guru Guru,
Man Eating Sloth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Radiohead,
X-102,
Fugazi,
Nirvana,
The Flesh Eaters,
Nico,
Wire,
Pierre Henry,
Todd Terry,
The Last Poets,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
L. Decosne,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
the Normal,
Ludus,
Maleditus Sound,
Lindisfarne,
Byron Stingily,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Curtis Mayfield,
Television Personalities,
The Buckinghams,
Ultravox,
Main Source,
Shoche,
June Days,
The Detroit Cobras,
Connie Case,
Kevin Saunderson,
Derrick May,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lalo Schifrin,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Television,
Bauhaus,
Adolescents,
Audionom,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.