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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 snare 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 Main Source to the funk 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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
Minor Threat,
Basic Channel,
Fat Boys,
World's Most,
Wolf Eyes,
Isaac Hayes,
Brothers Johnson,
Bobby Byrd,
Wire,
Bill Near,
Young Marble Giants,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
KRS-One,
The Monochrome Set,
the Association,
Mr. Review,
Howard Jones,
Royal Trux,
Glambeats Corp.,
The J.B.'s,
Grauzone,
Whodini,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bizarre Inc.,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Last Poets,
Soul Sonic Force,
Fatback Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Masters at Work,
The Standells,
T. Rex,
Boogie Down Productions,
Popol Vuh,
Slick Rick,
Toni Rubio,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Terry Callier,
Jesper Dahlback,
Radio Birdman,
Nils Olav,
Groovy Waters,
Audionom,
Flamin' Groovies,
Mandrill,
The Seeds,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Althea and Donna,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Harry Pussy,
Section 25,
Traffic Nightmare,
Shoche,
Pole,
Underground Resistance,
Faraquet,
Scan 7,
Joensuu 1685,
Deadbeat,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.