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 Kenya and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 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 Basic Channel to the dance 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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann 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 guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Bobby Sherman,
The Motions,
Piero Umiliani,
The Evens,
Pylon,
The Music Machine,
The American Breed,
Sarah Menescal,
Marvin Gaye,
Radiohead,
Eli Mardock,
Arab on Radar,
The Pretty Things,
The Buckinghams,
FM Einheit,
Icehouse,
Gang of Four,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bauhaus,
Mr. Review,
The Golliwogs,
Faust,
the Fania All-Stars,
Pantaleimon,
Sandy B,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rites of Spring,
U.S. Maple,
Spoonie Gee,
Minny Pops,
Sparks,
Gang Gang Dance,
Letta Mbulu,
T.S.O.L.,
Joe Smooth,
UT,
Bill Wells,
Cal Tjader,
Whodini,
Joensuu 1685,
Traffic Nightmare,
EPMD,
Schoolly D,
Joe Finger,
Kevin Saunderson,
Crispian St. Peters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Maurizio,
Tom Boy,
Japan,
Skarface,
The Blackbyrds,
The Martian,
The Gories,
Lebanon Hanover,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Albert Ayler,
La Düsseldorf,
Dawn Penn,
Clear Light,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.