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 Oman and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 808 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 Ohio Players to the disco 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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Funky Four + One,
Black Pus,
David McCallum,
Blossom Toes,
Shuggie Otis,
Joensuu 1685,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cal Tjader,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Black Dice,
Marshall Jefferson,
Popol Vuh,
Oneida,
Mars,
The Durutti Column,
Leonard Cohen,
David Axelrod,
Kurtis Blow,
The Birthday Party,
Vainqueur,
Scratch Acid,
Lyres,
Motorama,
China Crisis,
Depeche Mode,
Gil Scott Heron,
Das Ding,
Harpers Bizarre,
Tubeway Army,
Black Bananas,
The Monochrome Set,
Gregory Isaacs,
Brass Construction,
The United States of America,
Sarah Menescal,
Yusef Lateef,
The Cure,
Saccharine Trust,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Nirvana,
Country Teasers,
Jerry's Kids,
Nico,
Rod Modell,
Mission of Burma,
John Coltrane,
Whodini,
Sun Ra,
The Fire Engines,
Cameo,
Scrapy,
The Blues Magoos,
Junior Murvin,
CMW,
Peter & Gordon,
The Remains,
Tears for Fears,
Deepchord,
PIL,
Flipper,
Newcleus,
Buzzcocks,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.