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 Panama and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 snare 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the crunk 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Human League,
Gang Green,
Spandau Ballet,
Metal Thangz,
Minny Pops,
Heaven 17,
Adolescents,
Grandmaster Flash,
Erykah Badu,
Visage,
Man Eating Sloth,
Newcleus,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scott Walker,
World's Most,
Ronan,
Althea and Donna,
Shuggie Otis,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rod Modell,
The Cramps,
Electric Prunes,
A Certain Ratio,
Yellowson,
Section 25,
Franke,
DJ Style,
KRS-One,
The Last Poets,
cv313,
Suicide,
Roger Hodgson,
Dawn Penn,
Aaron Thompson,
Faraquet,
Neil Young,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eli Mardock,
Livin' Joy,
Nik Kershaw,
Ohio Players,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Tears for Fears,
Toni Rubio,
Derrick May,
Bronski Beat,
Funkadelic,
Max Romeo,
Little Man,
Quando Quango,
Radiopuhelimet,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
David McCallum,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Slackers,
Terry Callier,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rosa Yemen,
Lee Hazlewood,
Delon & Dalcan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.