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 Eritrea and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the rap 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 Byron Stingily. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Crooked Eye,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Janne Schatter,
the Normal,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ludus,
Quando Quango,
The Fugs,
Cymande,
Godley & Creme,
Brothers Johnson,
Grauzone,
Japan,
Flash Fearless,
Negative Approach,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scan 7,
X-102,
New Order,
Sällskapet,
Clear Light,
Franke,
The Gories,
Y Pants,
Mo-Dettes,
K-Klass,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ponytail,
Sarah Menescal,
Brand Nubian,
Deakin,
Yusef Lateef,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rufus Thomas,
Second Layer,
Isaac Hayes,
Ituana,
Livin' Joy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tommy Roe,
Bush Tetras,
Scratch Acid,
Erasure,
Robert Hood,
The Toasters,
Flipper,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Spandau Ballet,
Sparks,
Spoonie Gee,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tomorrow,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Grass Roots,
The Dead C,
The Searchers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.