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 United Kingdom and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 the Human League to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Fat Boys,
Panda Bear,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Robert Hood,
John Holt,
The Searchers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Joy Division,
Michelle Simonal,
Brick,
The Pretty Things,
Ultra Naté,
Quantec,
Ornette Coleman,
the Germs,
The Grass Roots,
Soft Cell,
Frankie Knuckles,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Remains,
Moebius,
Leonard Cohen,
Basic Channel,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Electric Prunes,
Procol Harum,
Susan Cadogan,
Adolescents,
Massinfluence,
Joe Finger,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Television Personalities,
The Golliwogs,
Quadrant,
Bobby Womack,
Howard Jones,
Rosa Yemen,
Cluster,
Robert Wyatt,
Radiohead,
Thompson Twins,
Roy Ayers,
Bronski Beat,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rotary Connection,
Kas Product,
Freddie Wadling,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Little Man,
Crash Course in Science,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bill Near,
Grauzone,
Althea and Donna,
Pussy Galore,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Doors,
Peter and Kerry,
Eddi Front,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.