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 Kosovo and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bologna.
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 Sun Ra to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Los Fastidios record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Minutemen,
Drexciya,
Malaria!,
Junior Murvin,
Fat Boys,
Graham Central Station,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Barracudas,
The J.B.'s,
Bootsy Collins,
The Smoke,
Bad Manners,
Carl Craig,
Ralphi Rosario,
Infiniti,
Ohio Players,
ABC,
Skaos,
The Techniques,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Radiopuhelimet,
Roxy Music,
The New Christs,
Lightning Bolt,
Cybotron,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Sonics,
Marc Almond,
Altered Images,
Barry Ungar,
Sarah Menescal,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Curtis Mayfield,
Suicide,
The Litter,
China Crisis,
Kas Product,
Accadde A,
The Real Kids,
Marshall Jefferson,
Funkadelic,
Althea and Donna,
The Dirtbombs,
Black Bananas,
Howard Jones,
Electric Prunes,
Eric Copeland,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Trumans Water,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sun City Girls,
Hashim,
Heaven 17,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ronnie Foster,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks.
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.