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 Mauritania and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Main Source to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Strawberry Alarm Clock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
Isaac Hayes,
Susan Cadogan,
Yellowson,
The Pretty Things,
Roxette,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gastr Del Sol,
U.S. Maple,
Fear,
Crash Course in Science,
Joe Finger,
Swell Maps,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Groovy Waters,
Erasure,
Dual Sessions,
Scrapy,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Dorothy Ashby,
Essential Logic,
Scott Walker,
The Fugs,
Amon Düül II,
Eve St. Jones,
The Durutti Column,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rapeman,
Arab on Radar,
Harmonia,
Cymande,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mars,
Stockholm Monsters,
Agitation Free,
Technova,
Minor Threat,
The Saints,
These Immortal Souls,
Lightning Bolt,
Lower 48,
Echospace,
A Certain Ratio,
Minnie Riperton,
Niagra,
Marshall Jefferson,
Spoonie Gee,
Todd Terry,
Carl Craig,
Sarah Menescal,
Hot Snakes,
Make Up,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roy Ayers,
Pagans,
Michelle Simonal,
Suburban Knight,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
EPMD,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.