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 Sierra Leone and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 808 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 Subhumans to the techno 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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobbi Humphrey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
The Zeros,
Steve Hackett,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Evens,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Martian,
The Black Dice,
New York Dolls,
Dennis Brown,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Electric Prunes,
Echospace,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Heaven 17,
Black Bananas,
Nas,
Soul II Soul,
Supertramp,
James White and The Blacks,
Talk Talk,
Graham Central Station,
Basic Channel,
Clear Light,
Warsaw,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Camouflage,
Todd Terry,
The Doors,
Stetsasonic,
The Doobie Brothers,
Adolescents,
Rapeman,
The Blues Magoos,
Easy Going,
Theoretical Girls,
Crispian St. Peters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lou Reed,
Moby Grape,
Pulsallama,
Minny Pops,
The Kinks,
Loose Ends,
Mo-Dettes,
Barbara Tucker,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bauhaus,
Radiohead,
Wings,
Mark Hollis,
cv313,
Fad Gadget,
Lalo Schifrin,
The American Breed,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Absolute Body Control,
The Red Krayola,
Underground Resistance,
Archie Shepp,
EPMD,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.