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 Lithuania and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Human League to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Adolescents,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roxette,
The Doors,
Susan Cadogan,
Con Funk Shun,
Sam Rivers,
Lou Christie,
Sonny Sharrock,
Tomorrow,
Cluster,
the Soft Cell,
The Pop Group,
China Crisis,
The Fuzztones,
The Modern Lovers,
Blake Baxter,
Rosa Yemen,
Harry Pussy,
Dead Boys,
the Germs,
Carl Craig,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Move,
Porter Ricks,
The Golliwogs,
Godley & Creme,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Last Poets,
Section 25,
Jerry's Kids,
The Divine Comedy,
cv313,
Idris Muhammad,
The Dave Clark Five,
Al Stewart,
Dual Sessions,
B.T. Express,
ABBA,
Basic Channel,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Outsiders,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Joy Division,
The Electric Prunes,
Faust,
The Smiths,
Nik Kershaw,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Eric Dolphy,
Lyres,
Livin' Joy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Delta 5,
June Days,
Bluetip,
Zero Boys,
The Raincoats,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.