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 Kosovo and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 güiro 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 Blake Baxter to the techno 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 The Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Echo & the Bunnymen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Oneida,
The Victims,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Five Americans,
Visage,
Fat Boys,
The Divine Comedy,
Silicon Teens,
Robert Wyatt,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Tears for Fears,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
OOIOO,
Harmonia,
Pierre Henry,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ohio Players,
Boogie Down Productions,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lou Reed,
Bluetip,
Scientists,
Soulsonic Force,
Gerry Rafferty,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sam Rivers,
Quando Quango,
Connie Case,
Mission of Burma,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Warren Ellis,
Von Mondo,
Basic Channel,
Robert Görl,
Mark Hollis,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Symarip,
Carl Craig,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Pretty Things,
Eric Dolphy,
cv313,
Erykah Badu,
Avey Tare,
The Evens,
Black Bananas,
Sugar Minott,
Bootsy Collins,
The Seeds,
Ponytail,
Sonic Youth,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sight & Sound,
Television,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Buckinghams,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.