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 Sweden and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Michael McDonald 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 T. Rex to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
L. Decosne,
The Smoke,
Warren Ellis,
Sällskapet,
The Index,
Arcadia,
Pole,
Q65,
Public Enemy,
Basic Channel,
Rotary Connection,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scan 7,
Audionom,
Marshall Jefferson,
Drexciya,
Ultravox,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kerrie Biddell,
Curtis Mayfield,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Skaos,
Davy DMX,
The Alarm Clocks,
Thee Headcoats,
Visage,
Bobby Sherman,
The Pop Group,
ABC,
Cymande,
Don Cherry,
Moby Grape,
Black Moon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Motorama,
The Red Krayola,
Eden Ahbez,
Cheater Slicks,
The Trojans,
Rosa Yemen,
Donald Byrd,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pere Ubu,
Marcia Griffiths,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ludus,
Aaron Thompson,
Eric Copeland,
ABBA,
Sparks,
Mr. Review,
Connie Case,
Mars,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Marc Almond,
Scratch Acid,
Joe Smooth,
Make Up,
The Remains,
In Retrospect,
Ralphi Rosario,
Country Teasers,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.