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 Sweden and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Grandmaster Flash to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Morten Harket,
Junior Murvin,
Camouflage,
Sun Ra,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Nik Kershaw,
Drive Like Jehu,
Joyce Sims,
D'Angelo,
Schoolly D,
10cc,
the Normal,
Alice Coltrane,
Tubeway Army,
Rotary Connection,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dorothy Ashby,
Oneida,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lightning Bolt,
Bad Manners,
Kerrie Biddell,
Marshall Jefferson,
Unrelated Segments,
Faraquet,
Lower 48,
Thompson Twins,
Minnie Riperton,
Amon Düül II,
In Retrospect,
The Young Rascals,
Electric Prunes,
The Mojo Men,
Ludus,
Youth Brigade,
Carl Craig,
Tropical Tobacco,
Robert Hood,
The Mummies,
Loose Ends,
The Stooges,
Warsaw,
KRS-One,
Eden Ahbez,
MDC,
Reagan Youth,
Man Parrish,
Rekid,
Pole,
Little Man,
Iggy Pop,
R.M.O.,
Matthew Bourne,
Chris Corsano,
Bobby Sherman,
Gil Scott Heron,
Symarip,
The Invisible,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sam Rivers,
Skarface,
The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke.
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.