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 Mozambique and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Winnipeg.
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 harpsichord 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 Fat Boys to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat 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 '80s 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bob Dylan,
The Count Five,
Aaron Thompson,
Television,
Bad Manners,
Sister Nancy,
Smog,
Icehouse,
The Durutti Column,
Q65,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Busters,
48th St. Collective,
the Association,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Brand Nubian,
Essential Logic,
The Move,
The Trojans,
Roxette,
Marc Almond,
cv313,
Deakin,
Basic Channel,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Darondo,
Pantaleimon,
Eden Ahbez,
the Human League,
Rapeman,
Blake Baxter,
June Days,
Barclay James Harvest,
Procol Harum,
Royal Trux,
the Bar-Kays,
Derrick Morgan,
Scan 7,
T.S.O.L.,
Zero Boys,
The Mummies,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Leaves,
Scrapy,
Bobby Byrd,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kenny Larkin,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Tim Buckley,
Avey Tare,
Pole,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Scientists,
Ten City,
L. Decosne,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.