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 Cape Verde and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 snare 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 Rakim to the rock 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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Black Pus,
Massinfluence,
Connie Case,
Sixth Finger,
John Coltrane,
Japan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Circle Jerks,
Can,
The Blackbyrds,
Pole,
Arcadia,
Reuben Wilson,
Panda Bear,
Isaac Hayes,
Khruangbin,
Joyce Sims,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
LL Cool J,
Neil Young,
Ornette Coleman,
Lou Christie,
Lalo Schifrin,
Soul Sonic Force,
Skriet,
Magma,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bootsy Collins,
The Human League,
Bobby Byrd,
Sexual Harrassment,
Archie Shepp,
Cecil Taylor,
Gichy Dan,
The Fire Engines,
Public Enemy,
Niagra,
Henry Cow,
Man Eating Sloth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Au Pairs,
Bobby Womack,
Lebanon Hanover,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Cameo,
Pantaleimon,
Von Mondo,
The Skatalites,
Grauzone,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Blossom Toes,
the Soft Cell,
Pere Ubu,
Fluxion,
The Zeros,
Roxy Music,
The Music Machine,
Eric Copeland,
Guru Guru,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Invisible,
Rosa Yemen,
The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.
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.