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 Grenada and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 David Bowie 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 E-Dancer to the jazz 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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Bar-Kays record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sarah Menescal,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Invisible,
Cheater Slicks,
Ossler,
Bauhaus,
DJ Style,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Camberwell Now,
The Fortunes,
Oblivians,
Fatback Band,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Stockholm Monsters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Motions,
Aural Exciters,
Second Layer,
Leonard Cohen,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Robert Görl,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Piero Umiliani,
Negative Approach,
Slave,
The Blackbyrds,
The Electric Prunes,
Archie Shepp,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Deakin,
Faraquet,
Bobby Byrd,
Monks,
Magma,
The Modern Lovers,
cv313,
Franke,
The Star Department,
Zapp,
Idris Muhammad,
Gang Green,
Delta 5,
Little Man,
Lindisfarne,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
MC5,
the Normal,
Kurtis Blow,
Josef K,
Scott Walker,
John Lydon,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sugar Minott,
The Durutti Column,
Young Marble Giants,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.