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 Hungary and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 Lyon and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 mellotron 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 Delon & Dalcan to the dance 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Altered Images record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Skarface,
Youth Brigade,
U.S. Maple,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rites of Spring,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dennis Brown,
The Sonics,
Bad Manners,
The Gap Band,
Stereo Dub,
Audionom,
Lungfish,
Piero Umiliani,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bluetip,
Kenny Larkin,
Cal Tjader,
The Tremeloes,
Roger Hodgson,
Flipper,
Gang of Four,
Carl Craig,
The Black Dice,
the Normal,
Ronnie Foster,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Mojo Men,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Moleskins,
X-101,
The Selecter,
Fear,
the Human League,
These Immortal Souls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dark Day,
Alison Limerick,
Mo-Dettes,
Anakelly,
Sam Rivers,
The Dead C,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Oneida,
Scrapy,
Lower 48,
Josef K,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Smoke,
The Moody Blues,
Davy DMX,
Cecil Taylor,
The Fortunes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Danielle Patucci,
David McCallum,
Rakim,
Ituana,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.