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 China and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 güiro 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 Janne Schatter to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oppenheimer Analysis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
Joe Finger,
The Barracudas,
Con Funk Shun,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Gap Band,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sugar Minott,
Unwound,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
MDC,
The Searchers,
The Blues Magoos,
T.S.O.L.,
David Axelrod,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Misunderstood,
Bluetip,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Prince Buster,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ronnie Foster,
Anthony Braxton,
EPMD,
The Invisible,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Thompson Twins,
Connie Case,
Hoover,
Rakim,
New Order,
The Saints,
Flash Fearless,
the Human League,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Derrick May,
Joy Division,
Sister Nancy,
Sixth Finger,
The Moody Blues,
The Fugs,
Intrusion,
Roy Ayers,
Aloha Tigers,
The Zeros,
Ultra Naté,
Jawbox,
Severed Heads,
Depeche Mode,
H. Thieme,
The Golliwogs,
The Martian,
Rod Modell,
Hardrive,
China Crisis,
Radio Birdman,
Brass Construction,
The Alarm Clocks,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.