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 Tonga and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the güiro 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 Lower 48 to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord 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 chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fat Boys,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Birthday Party,
The Knickerbockers,
The Gap Band,
Flipper,
New York Dolls,
Gang Gang Dance,
KRS-One,
The Grass Roots,
Soulsonic Force,
Interpol,
Matthew Halsall,
Eurythmics,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Agitation Free,
Smog,
Section 25,
Brand Nubian,
The Pretty Things,
Nas,
Barry Ungar,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Byron Stingily,
T.S.O.L.,
Second Layer,
Brick,
The Slackers,
Dawn Penn,
Ronnie Foster,
Suburban Knight,
Minny Pops,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pulsallama,
The Monks,
Cameo,
Peter & Gordon,
Danielle Patucci,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bauhaus,
Bill Wells,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sex Pistols,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Busters,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cluster,
Masters at Work,
Carl Craig,
OOIOO,
Scientists,
Anthony Braxton,
Pole,
Cecil Taylor,
Marmalade,
Marc Almond,
Suicide,
Wings,
Maleditus Sound,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.