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 Algeria and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the sitar 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 Sight & Sound to the funk 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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Black Pus,
James Chance & The Contortions,
EPMD,
ABC,
Essential Logic,
The Victims,
Peter & Gordon,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Knickerbockers,
Aaron Thompson,
Roxy Music,
Interpol,
Eric Dolphy,
Junior Murvin,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sonic Youth,
The Black Dice,
Banda Bassotti,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Isaac Hayes,
KRS-One,
The Names,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Hardrive,
Clear Light,
Tres Demented,
The Mighty Diamonds,
James White and The Blacks,
Leonard Cohen,
Gang Green,
John Coltrane,
L. Decosne,
Desert Stars,
Stiv Bators,
The Velvet Underground,
Electric Prunes,
The Raincoats,
Scratch Acid,
Robert Hood,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Minny Pops,
Pantaleimon,
Toni Rubio,
Avey Tare,
New York Dolls,
Harmonia,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
T.S.O.L.,
Youth Brigade,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stetsasonic,
Crooked Eye,
Lou Reed,
Roxette,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Black Bananas,
ABBA,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Patti Smith,
Echospace,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.