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 Cyprus and from Bologna.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Woodstock.
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 arpeggiator 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 Flipper to the disco 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 Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Heaven 17,
Nas,
The Invisible,
Glenn Branca,
Quantec,
Barrington Levy,
Rakim,
Bang On A Can,
Flash Fearless,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pagans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Stetsasonic,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Malaria!,
Jeff Mills,
John Foxx,
Warsaw,
Ludus,
Motorama,
Kayak,
Audionom,
Bill Wells,
Barry Ungar,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mandrill,
Scott Walker,
Inner City,
Roxy Music,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Quadrant,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Dorothy Ashby,
Aswad,
Icehouse,
Slick Rick,
Chris & Cosey,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Beau Brummels,
Archie Shepp,
Wasted Youth,
Guru Guru,
Toni Rubio,
The Wake,
Maurizio,
Nation of Ulysses,
Crooked Eye,
Kas Product,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gerry Rafferty,
Shoche,
Sound Behaviour,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fat Boys,
Camouflage,
The Stooges,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.