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 Nepal and from Accra.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Spandau Ballet,
The Techniques,
K-Klass,
Bill Near,
Grandmaster Flash,
Interpol,
Henry Cow,
The Smiths,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Wally Richardson,
Icehouse,
Thompson Twins,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Angry Samoans,
Amon Düül II,
Anakelly,
World's Most,
Sandy B,
Guru Guru,
The Associates,
Swell Maps,
The Young Rascals,
the Bar-Kays,
Radio Birdman,
Pere Ubu,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Man Parrish,
Hasil Adkins,
Basic Channel,
Barrington Levy,
Al Stewart,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Moon,
Marmalade,
The Litter,
Stetsasonic,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Busters,
Mad Mike,
The Buckinghams,
Los Fastidios,
Parry Music,
Delon & Dalcan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
B.T. Express,
DNA,
Scott Walker,
Nas,
The Angels of Light,
Metal Thangz,
The Invisible,
Minutemen,
Newcleus,
Brick,
Kenny Larkin,
The Moleskins,
Supertramp,
Panda Bear,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.