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 Guatemala and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Motions to the punk 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 Fania All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mo-Dettes,
Lower 48,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Young Rascals,
Bob Dylan,
Average White Band,
Tears for Fears,
Cybotron,
Ten City,
Spandau Ballet,
The Residents,
Terrestrial Tones,
Donny Hathaway,
The Detroit Cobras,
Niagra,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Divine Comedy,
Slave,
Idris Muhammad,
Brothers Johnson,
Delta 5,
Johnny Clarke,
Heaven 17,
Wolf Eyes,
Junior Murvin,
Massinfluence,
The Dirtbombs,
Liliput,
Yusef Lateef,
Negative Approach,
Smog,
Pylon,
The Count Five,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kerri Chandler,
Prince Buster,
David Axelrod,
Ituana,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Trojans,
Bad Manners,
Warren Ellis,
New York Dolls,
Television,
Eli Mardock,
Moby Grape,
Leonard Cohen,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Peter & Gordon,
Surgeon,
The Skatalites,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The J.B.'s,
Quadrant,
Banda Bassotti,
Fela Kuti,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Tremeloes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Dave Gahan,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.