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 Venezuela and from Accra.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Slave to the rap 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 the Human League. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
Babytalk,
Dual Sessions,
Second Layer,
The Residents,
Wally Richardson,
the Normal,
UT,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Crash Course in Science,
Cybotron,
Shoche,
Ten City,
Stereo Dub,
The Barracudas,
Black Bananas,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fear,
Joe Finger,
The Motions,
Inner City,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Monks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Boz Scaggs,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lee Hazlewood,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Derrick Morgan,
Skriet,
Severed Heads,
Lindisfarne,
Wolf Eyes,
The Index,
Joensuu 1685,
Carl Craig,
Slick Rick,
Piero Umiliani,
Andrew Hill,
Marvin Gaye,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Quantec,
Cal Tjader,
F. McDonald,
Black Flag,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Joey Negro,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Chris Corsano,
Scan 7,
Black Sheep,
Donny Hathaway,
The Fuzztones,
John Cale,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
X-102,
Johnny Osbourne,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Neon Judgement,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.