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 Singapore and from Delhi.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 U.S. Maple to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Angels of Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Barclay James Harvest,
Mantronix,
Peter and Kerry,
The Neon Judgement,
The Slits,
Metal Thangz,
Vladislav Delay,
The Cure,
June Days,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Tomorrow,
Laurel Aitken,
Chris & Cosey,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Terrestrial Tones,
Excepter,
Curtis Mayfield,
Delta 5,
Arthur Verocai,
New York Dolls,
The Standells,
Grandmaster Flash,
Outsiders,
Eden Ahbez,
Scion,
The Wake,
Easy Going,
Cameo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Dark Day,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Thompson Twins,
The Martian,
Television Personalities,
Parry Music,
Scan 7,
Lakeside,
Lou Christie,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Cecil Taylor,
The Invisible,
T.S.O.L.,
The Sound,
Cluster,
EPMD,
Main Source,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Dave Clark Five,
B.T. Express,
H. Thieme,
Sex Pistols,
New Order,
Anthony Braxton,
Ten City,
T. Rex,
The Golliwogs,
Amon Düül II,
Animal Collective,
Pantaleimon,
Matthew Bourne,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.