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 Niger and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 theremin 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 Joe Smooth to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Oneida,
Theoretical Girls,
Bobby Byrd,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Leonard Cohen,
Flipper,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Franke,
Rufus Thomas,
Joensuu 1685,
June Days,
Cecil Taylor,
Pagans,
Excepter,
The Velvet Underground,
Stockholm Monsters,
Schoolly D,
The Pop Group,
Crime,
Dark Day,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sun Ra,
The J.B.'s,
Y Pants,
Average White Band,
Rites of Spring,
Tomorrow,
The Durutti Column,
Magazine,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Hasil Adkins,
Man Parrish,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Television Personalities,
Bill Near,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cheater Slicks,
The Move,
The Cramps,
Pole,
Gastr Del Sol,
Siglo XX,
Wings,
The Fire Engines,
Rosa Yemen,
X-Ray Spex,
Fatback Band,
The Music Machine,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jeff Mills,
Scratch Acid,
Davy DMX,
Loose Ends,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kurtis Blow,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ultra Naté,
Funkadelic,
Metal Thangz,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.