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 Suriname and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 Glasgow and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 synthesizer 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 Eurythmics to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Neu!,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Liliput,
Wasted Youth,
Soft Machine,
Wings,
Lungfish,
The Fortunes,
Ohio Players,
Suburban Knight,
The Evens,
Cheater Slicks,
The Angels of Light,
Rapeman,
Au Pairs,
Unrelated Segments,
Toni Rubio,
The Knickerbockers,
Quando Quango,
DJ Sneak,
Marine Girls,
The Neon Judgement,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Flesh Eaters,
Alice Coltrane,
Animal Collective,
Marvin Gaye,
Subhumans,
Brick,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
H. Thieme,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Michelle Simonal,
Wolf Eyes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Robert Wyatt,
Massinfluence,
Anthony Braxton,
Beasts of Bourbon,
48th St. Collective,
Bootsy Collins,
Lucky Dragons,
Rosa Yemen,
Harpers Bizarre,
Visage,
Pussy Galore,
Nas,
Kerri Chandler,
Y Pants,
Agitation Free,
David Axelrod,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Deakin,
Crooked Eye,
Soul Sonic Force,
Soul II Soul,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Young Rascals,
Loose Ends,
The Doors,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.