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 Chad and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 sitar 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 Avey Tare to the funk 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 Johnny Osbourne. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kurtis Blow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Coltrane,
JFA,
John Lydon,
Reagan Youth,
Donny Hathaway,
Jacob Miller,
Nico,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Visage,
The Cowsills,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cluster,
Maurizio,
Peter & Gordon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Symarip,
Chrome,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rotary Connection,
Kerrie Biddell,
Icehouse,
Colin Newman,
Amon Düül,
Albert Ayler,
The Shadows of Knight,
Electric Prunes,
Terry Callier,
Fad Gadget,
The Skatalites,
Fatback Band,
Adolescents,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Funky Four + One,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amon Düül II,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
the Bar-Kays,
Groovy Waters,
Aswad,
the Human League,
Stiv Bators,
The Young Rascals,
Agent Orange,
Gang Green,
Sällskapet,
Cheater Slicks,
Joe Finger,
Joensuu 1685,
The Motions,
Pagans,
Pylon,
Television,
Marine Girls,
the Germs,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Hasil Adkins,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.