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 Austria and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Spokane.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Aural Exciters to the rock 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 The Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Lindisfarne,
Qualms,
Easy Going,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Maurizio,
Anakelly,
Severed Heads,
Piero Umiliani,
Janne Schatter,
Fluxion,
The Fortunes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kerri Chandler,
Marmalade,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Hasil Adkins,
Terrestrial Tones,
B.T. Express,
Tomorrow,
R.M.O.,
L. Decosne,
ABC,
a-ha,
Q and Not U,
8 Eyed Spy,
Pole,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Carl Craig,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lungfish,
Johnny Osbourne,
Judy Mowatt,
Crooked Eye,
Brass Construction,
Sonic Youth,
The Durutti Column,
La Düsseldorf,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nils Olav,
Sun Ra,
Excepter,
Althea and Donna,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Heaven 17,
Marine Girls,
Drexciya,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Aaron Thompson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Pop Group,
The Sound,
Eddi Front,
Brand Nubian,
Cluster,
Fatback Band,
Jacques Brel,
Ornette Coleman,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.