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 Guatemala and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Paris.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
Oblivians,
Spandau Ballet,
Jeff Mills,
Monks,
Janne Schatter,
Adolescents,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Josef K,
Simply Red,
Audionom,
John Lydon,
One Last Wish,
Public Image Ltd.,
Scratch Acid,
Wire,
Warsaw,
Arab on Radar,
Sixth Finger,
The Mummies,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Harmonia,
Isaac Hayes,
The Blues Magoos,
Matthew Halsall,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bootsy Collins,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bobby Byrd,
Alton Ellis,
Slick Rick,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Black Flag,
The Neon Judgement,
Pierre Henry,
The Gories,
Chrome,
The Beau Brummels,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
10cc,
Erykah Badu,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lyres,
Marmalade,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Aswad,
Donny Hathaway,
Sex Pistols,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Fall,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Electric Prunes,
The Names,
The Searchers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.