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 Burkina and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Mantronix to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay 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?
Accadde A,
Bronski Beat,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Average White Band,
The Fortunes,
Mark Hollis,
Gil Scott Heron,
Television,
The Misunderstood,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Wally Richardson,
Audionom,
Joe Finger,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mission of Burma,
Symarip,
The Mummies,
Royal Trux,
The Victims,
Dark Day,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gregory Isaacs,
Harry Pussy,
Janne Schatter,
Radiohead,
Schoolly D,
F. McDonald,
Franke,
The Music Machine,
Jeff Lynne,
Reagan Youth,
Trumans Water,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Glambeats Corp.,
Japan,
Alison Limerick,
Lucky Dragons,
Curtis Mayfield,
Young Marble Giants,
Moss Icon,
Wasted Youth,
The Blues Magoos,
Severed Heads,
the Bar-Kays,
Nas,
The Velvet Underground,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gang Green,
Ronnie Foster,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Invisible,
MC5,
The Birthday Party,
Fear,
Flipper,
Big Daddy Kane,
David McCallum,
Gang Starr,
The Doors,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Popol Vuh,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.