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 Ethiopia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 sitar 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 Maurizio to the crunk 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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Fad Gadget tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Von Mondo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Fania All-Stars,
Hashim,
The Blackbyrds,
Supertramp,
the Normal,
Lou Reed,
Country Teasers,
Barry Ungar,
Mark Hollis,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Toasters,
New Order,
Dave Gahan,
Reagan Youth,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Accadde A,
Clear Light,
John Lydon,
Eric Copeland,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Gap Band,
Boredoms,
Gang Starr,
Hot Snakes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Doobie Brothers,
Parry Music,
Cameo,
Warsaw,
The Fugs,
Stetsasonic,
The Gun Club,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Real Kids,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Intrusion,
Amon Düül,
Slick Rick,
Kevin Saunderson,
China Crisis,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Chris & Cosey,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Au Pairs,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Buckinghams,
Camberwell Now,
The Trojans,
The Gories,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
PIL,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths.
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.