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 Ghana and from New York.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Salvador.
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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Fugs to the rap 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Roy Ayers,
Surgeon,
Bush Tetras,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Groovy Waters,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Mission of Burma,
Toni Rubio,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Velvet Underground,
The Pretty Things,
Heaven 17,
Donald Byrd,
Little Man,
the Bar-Kays,
John Lydon,
Todd Rundgren,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Aaron Thompson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
David McCallum,
Eden Ahbez,
Grandmaster Flash,
a-ha,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Fire Engines,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
PIL,
Crispian St. Peters,
Vladislav Delay,
Iggy Pop,
Joensuu 1685,
Connie Case,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Howard Jones,
Gang Green,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Motorama,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Porter Ricks,
Prince Buster,
Kaleidoscope,
Skaos,
Wolf Eyes,
Bill Near,
Alphaville,
Organ,
Scientists,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dawn Penn,
T. Rex,
Tropical Tobacco,
Aswad,
Unrelated Segments,
CMW,
Essential Logic,
Slave,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Funkadelic,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.