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 Sweden and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 snare 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 Brick to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Star Department. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
X-Ray Spex,
Bluetip,
Public Image Ltd.,
Urselle,
Negative Approach,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rites of Spring,
The Litter,
Duran Duran,
Mandrill,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sixth Finger,
The Fortunes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Seeds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Modern Lovers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Slits,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ronan,
Dark Day,
Bill Near,
Bob Dylan,
Moebius,
Glenn Branca,
Zapp,
The Count Five,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Howard Jones,
Camouflage,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lungfish,
Neu!,
Minutemen,
Albert Ayler,
The Residents,
The Slackers,
Joe Smooth,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fat Boys,
Bobby Sherman,
Eden Ahbez,
The Vogues,
Laurel Aitken,
Fear,
The New Christs,
Boz Scaggs,
Joey Negro,
Leonard Cohen,
Rapeman,
Wolf Eyes,
Toni Rubio,
Neil Young,
Theoretical Girls,
Hot Snakes,
The Pretty Things,
Mr. Review,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Wake,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.