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 Syria and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 organ 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 The Motions to the rock 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 The Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Gang Green,
Neu!,
Lindisfarne,
Livin' Joy,
Swell Maps,
The Index,
Metal Thangz,
Kerri Chandler,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Roy Ayers,
Colin Newman,
Susan Cadogan,
Hot Snakes,
The Sonics,
Camouflage,
Al Stewart,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Hardrive,
Ossler,
Graham Central Station,
The Techniques,
Delta 5,
Fear,
Glambeats Corp.,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Move,
Blake Baxter,
Unwound,
Scion,
Q65,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Joy Division,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
These Immortal Souls,
Moebius,
This Heat,
Jacob Miller,
Trumans Water,
Matthew Halsall,
Robert Görl,
the Soft Cell,
Blossom Toes,
Eric Copeland,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Alison Limerick,
K-Klass,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
World's Most,
Sex Pistols,
Toni Rubio,
Girls At Our Best!,
Davy DMX,
The Gun Club,
The Mojo Men,
Skarface,
Vladislav Delay,
Fatback Band,
The Slits,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.