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 Serbia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Michael McDonald 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 CMW to the disco 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills 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 an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Qualms,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Durutti Column,
Sun Ra,
Spoonie Gee,
Vainqueur,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Slits,
Cameo,
The Human League,
Junior Murvin,
Unwound,
The Offenders,
Nirvana,
Fela Kuti,
T.S.O.L.,
Trumans Water,
John Coltrane,
Yusef Lateef,
Bush Tetras,
Eric B and Rakim,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Clear Light,
Eden Ahbez,
Chris Corsano,
Reagan Youth,
The Smiths,
Roy Ayers,
Kaleidoscope,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mr. Review,
Magma,
The Slackers,
Gastr Del Sol,
K-Klass,
Accadde A,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Five Americans,
kango's stein massive,
Black Sheep,
Rapeman,
Ronnie Foster,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ohio Players,
Adolescents,
Archie Shepp,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
LL Cool J,
World's Most,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Peter & Gordon,
Fugazi,
Inner City,
John Cale,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.