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 Tanzania and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the snare 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 Mo-Dettes to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Evens. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Ronan,
Simply Red,
Amon Düül II,
Curtis Mayfield,
Crash Course in Science,
Liliput,
Unrelated Segments,
Barbara Tucker,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
E-Dancer,
Nation of Ulysses,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Brick,
Radio Birdman,
Accadde A,
Avey Tare,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Litter,
Robert Wyatt,
Neu!,
UT,
Dave Gahan,
The Raincoats,
Hot Snakes,
EPMD,
Bill Near,
Intrusion,
Absolute Body Control,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Funkadelic,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
A Certain Ratio,
the Swans,
New Order,
Gang Starr,
Bush Tetras,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bobby Womack,
Swell Maps,
Gerry Rafferty,
Matthew Bourne,
Wally Richardson,
Harry Pussy,
Minnie Riperton,
Dead Boys,
Joey Negro,
Second Layer,
In Retrospect,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
June of 44,
The Names,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sarah Menescal,
Procol Harum,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Electric Prunes,
Janne Schatter,
Visage,
Sun City Girls,
LL Cool J,
Scratch Acid,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.