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 Georgia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Dual Sessions to the jazz 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 The Trojans. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
The Buckinghams,
Soul Sonic Force,
Youth Brigade,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Reuben Wilson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Al Stewart,
The Mojo Men,
Barry Ungar,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Simply Red,
Danielle Patucci,
Cluster,
Easy Going,
Bob Dylan,
Amazonics,
MDC,
The Vogues,
Piero Umiliani,
Adolescents,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Connie Case,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sandy B,
Jacob Miller,
Jeff Lynne,
Soul II Soul,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Seeds,
Sex Pistols,
Liliput,
The Evens,
Severed Heads,
Neil Young,
Wings,
Sound Behaviour,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
Roxy Music,
The J.B.'s,
Rod Modell,
Glenn Branca,
The Litter,
Sun Ra,
Lou Reed,
John Coltrane,
The Names,
Thee Headcoats,
cv313,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
John Lydon,
June of 44,
Gichy Dan,
Crash Course in Science,
Half Japanese,
The Knickerbockers,
Funkadelic,
Nils Olav,
One Last Wish,
Scan 7,
Funky Four + One,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.