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 Nicaragua and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Madrid.
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 organ 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 Spoonie Gee to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Fugazi,
John Coltrane,
The Shadows of Knight,
Chris & Cosey,
Ludus,
Metal Thangz,
Warsaw,
ABC,
Neu!,
One Last Wish,
Animal Collective,
Con Funk Shun,
Monolake,
New York Dolls,
Depeche Mode,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lightning Bolt,
Kaleidoscope,
Donald Byrd,
John Lydon,
Zero Boys,
Jimmy McGriff,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Carl Craig,
Brand Nubian,
The Move,
Motorama,
Sexual Harrassment,
Aural Exciters,
the Soft Cell,
Niagra,
Lower 48,
Icehouse,
Godley & Creme,
Morten Harket,
Sister Nancy,
Mantronix,
Negative Approach,
Barclay James Harvest,
Organ,
Bauhaus,
John Foxx,
The Happenings,
Little Man,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bob Dylan,
The Fire Engines,
Agent Orange,
Lindisfarne,
The Gun Club,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
OOIOO,
Ultra Naté,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sun City Girls,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Royal Trux,
Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid.
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.