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 Botswana and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Paris.
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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Fortunes to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Lee Hazlewood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Yellowson,
Infiniti,
Robert Hood,
The Index,
Kevin Saunderson,
48th St. Collective,
Fatback Band,
Camberwell Now,
Desert Stars,
Eden Ahbez,
Schoolly D,
The Stooges,
Au Pairs,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Neil Young,
Animal Collective,
The Human League,
Alison Limerick,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mad Mike,
Jimmy McGriff,
Johnny Clarke,
Fela Kuti,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Oneida,
Stockholm Monsters,
EPMD,
Janne Schatter,
The Slackers,
Bobby Byrd,
Royal Trux,
Massinfluence,
the Swans,
Rod Modell,
Sight & Sound,
Gang Gang Dance,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Banda Bassotti,
Cal Tjader,
the Bar-Kays,
Crispian St. Peters,
Hardrive,
Jeff Mills,
The Fire Engines,
The Litter,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Darondo,
Qualms,
Basic Channel,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Maurizio,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Fortunes,
Kenny Larkin,
Ultravox,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.