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 Bolivia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lonnie Liston Smith to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
Dual Sessions,
Lou Christie,
Y Pants,
Oneida,
The Doobie Brothers,
Chris Corsano,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sun City Girls,
Harpers Bizarre,
Archie Shepp,
Von Mondo,
Alphaville,
Connie Case,
Country Teasers,
Matthew Bourne,
Echospace,
Patti Smith,
The Kinks,
Dawn Penn,
Barrington Levy,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Motions,
Wasted Youth,
Scientists,
Crispy Ambulance,
Brand Nubian,
Donny Hathaway,
Television,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Hardrive,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Soft Cell,
Graham Central Station,
Pussy Galore,
Ornette Coleman,
Yaz,
Desert Stars,
Excepter,
Glambeats Corp.,
Accadde A,
Porter Ricks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
X-101,
Fad Gadget,
Minny Pops,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Quantec,
X-102,
Gabor Szabo,
The Toasters,
Warren Ellis,
Heaven 17,
Pantaleimon,
The Mojo Men,
Ponytail,
The Vogues,
The Doors,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.