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 Malawi and from Salvador.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Wake to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Television. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brothers Johnson,
This Heat,
Severed Heads,
Eden Ahbez,
Barbara Tucker,
Skarface,
Davy DMX,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fatback Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Prince Buster,
Warsaw,
New York Dolls,
Roxette,
Hoover,
Banda Bassotti,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Surgeon,
Lightning Bolt,
Black Moon,
Jeff Mills,
Bauhaus,
Moebius,
Funky Four + One,
Bluetip,
Shuggie Otis,
Michelle Simonal,
Pierre Henry,
The Vogues,
Inner City,
Yellowson,
Dawn Penn,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Scan 7,
Aural Exciters,
Fluxion,
CMW,
Flipper,
Aswad,
Cymande,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Gun Club,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lakeside,
Todd Terry,
Skaos,
Peter and Kerry,
Outsiders,
Kas Product,
Black Pus,
MDC,
Thee Headcoats,
Massinfluence,
Bobby Sherman,
Groovy Waters,
X-102,
Radiopuhelimet,
Stereo Dub,
The Fall,
Erasure,
Ituana, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana.
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.