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 Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 theremin 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 Q65 to the jazz 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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Hoover,
Alton Ellis,
Amon Düül II,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Stereo Dub,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Black Bananas,
The Misunderstood,
Livin' Joy,
Byron Stingily,
Todd Terry,
Soft Cell,
LL Cool J,
The Doobie Brothers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Spoonie Gee,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
In Retrospect,
The Velvet Underground,
Leonard Cohen,
Dennis Brown,
Mo-Dettes,
Technova,
Gang Green,
Radio Birdman,
Rakim,
Gichy Dan,
The Pretty Things,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jacob Miller,
Jacques Brel,
Young Marble Giants,
Eurythmics,
The Index,
June of 44,
Traffic Nightmare,
Letta Mbulu,
Harmonia,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Con Funk Shun,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Smoke,
ABBA,
Isaac Hayes,
Absolute Body Control,
Mr. Review,
The Associates,
The Happenings,
Derrick May,
Iggy Pop,
MDC,
Al Stewart,
Theoretical Girls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Black Pus,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Procol Harum,
Roxy Music,
Anakelly,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.