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 Equatorial Guinea and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 Brothers Johnson to the punk 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Make Up record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Wake,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Subhumans,
The New Christs,
Sparks,
The Human League,
Blake Baxter,
The Stooges,
Talk Talk,
Supertramp,
Average White Band,
Sixth Finger,
AZ,
E-Dancer,
Nas,
Rekid,
Cabaret Voltaire,
the Sonics,
The Tremeloes,
DJ Sneak,
In Retrospect,
Ronan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Arcadia,
Cheater Slicks,
Tears for Fears,
Henry Cow,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Amon Düül II,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Joyce Sims,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Guru Guru,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rapeman,
Connie Case,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Derrick Morgan,
kango's stein massive,
Leonard Cohen,
Vladislav Delay,
Patti Smith,
Jandek,
Slick Rick,
Bronski Beat,
La Düsseldorf,
Suicide,
Marmalade,
Delon & Dalcan,
Crash Course in Science,
Lower 48,
Dawn Penn,
Essential Logic,
These Immortal Souls,
Duran Duran,
The Grass Roots,
Roger Hodgson,
Morten Harket,
Roy Ayers,
Kas Product,
Rufus Thomas,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.