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 Gambia and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Organ to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Circle Jerks,
Oblivians,
The Durutti Column,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Sound,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jacques Brel,
The Offenders,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Howard Jones,
Bush Tetras,
Nas,
The Happenings,
Buzzcocks,
Kayak,
Subhumans,
Au Pairs,
Alice Coltrane,
Avey Tare,
Robert Wyatt,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gang Gang Dance,
EPMD,
The Toasters,
Stereo Dub,
The Misunderstood,
Marcia Griffiths,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grauzone,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Kerri Chandler,
Glambeats Corp.,
Mo-Dettes,
The Pop Group,
The Black Dice,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nation of Ulysses,
Marine Girls,
Lebanon Hanover,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Camouflage,
Isaac Hayes,
Motorama,
Todd Terry,
Sällskapet,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ultravox,
Whodini,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Standells,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gabor Szabo,
Spandau Ballet,
Boz Scaggs,
Symarip,
Masters at Work,
Eurythmics,
The Selecter,
Nico,
Delon & Dalcan,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.