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 Switzerland and from Taipei.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the organ 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 Piero Umiliani to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Todd Rundgren,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
R.M.O.,
Barry Ungar,
X-102,
Lyres,
This Heat,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
PIL,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Stooges,
Roxy Music,
Rakim,
Carl Craig,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ronnie Foster,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nico,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sandy B,
Wolf Eyes,
Boogie Down Productions,
Andrew Hill,
Ten City,
Scientists,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Yaz,
Marvin Gaye,
Byron Stingily,
D'Angelo,
Gang Starr,
David McCallum,
Bauhaus,
Banda Bassotti,
Symarip,
Lower 48,
Rod Modell,
Reuben Wilson,
AZ,
Lakeside,
Soft Machine,
Gil Scott Heron,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Boz Scaggs,
MDC,
Letta Mbulu,
James White and The Blacks,
Isaac Hayes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Joe Smooth,
Amazonics,
Royal Trux,
Severed Heads,
the Soft Cell,
Bizarre Inc.,
Crash Course in Science,
China Crisis,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Hasil Adkins,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.