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 Mozambique and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 MC5 to the jazz 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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Infiniti,
Arthur Verocai,
Steve Hackett,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Y Pants,
Dave Gahan,
MC5,
Boz Scaggs,
Organ,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Move,
Mad Mike,
Michelle Simonal,
Ken Boothe,
ABBA,
Gastr Del Sol,
Hoover,
The Electric Prunes,
Lindisfarne,
E-Dancer,
Godley & Creme,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Moebius,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Leaves,
Drive Like Jehu,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Tubeway Army,
10cc,
Trumans Water,
Easy Going,
Scientists,
Todd Terry,
Mars,
Kaleidoscope,
Adolescents,
The Seeds,
Roxette,
Goldenarms,
Kerrie Biddell,
Silicon Teens,
Idris Muhammad,
Minor Threat,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nas,
Aswad,
Warren Ellis,
Juan Atkins,
Wally Richardson,
T.S.O.L.,
Inner City,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Grey Daturas,
The Buckinghams,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Man Parrish,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ponytail,
Mr. Review,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.