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 Nigeria and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Eric Dolphy to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
Rhythm & Sound,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ornette Coleman,
The Smoke,
Niagra,
Crispy Ambulance,
Fad Gadget,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pylon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Flipper,
The Searchers,
Alton Ellis,
The Five Americans,
Popol Vuh,
the Soft Cell,
Radio Birdman,
Lucky Dragons,
The Move,
The Pretty Things,
Brass Construction,
Los Fastidios,
Soul II Soul,
Johnny Clarke,
Funky Four + One,
Grey Daturas,
The Sonics,
Television Personalities,
Oneida,
Stetsasonic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Thee Headcoats,
Y Pants,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
JFA,
Electric Prunes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Robert Hood,
Guru Guru,
Altered Images,
The Trojans,
Q65,
World's Most,
Symarip,
The Kinks,
Rapeman,
The Barracudas,
The Residents,
Danielle Patucci,
The Slits,
Mantronix,
Kerri Chandler,
Eddi Front,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Drive Like Jehu,
Wolf Eyes,
Roxy Music,
Terry Callier,
The Gories,
Main Source,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Liliput, Liliput, Liliput, Liliput.
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.