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 Tajikistan and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 güiro 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the grunge 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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sun Ra,
Sam Rivers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rapeman,
The New Christs,
U.S. Maple,
The Alarm Clocks,
Massinfluence,
The Fire Engines,
Mandrill,
In Retrospect,
Sonny Sharrock,
Tomorrow,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Amon Düül II,
Au Pairs,
The Trojans,
The Skatalites,
Toni Rubio,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Residents,
Susan Cadogan,
Cecil Taylor,
The Martian,
Steve Hackett,
Harry Pussy,
Gregory Isaacs,
Leonard Cohen,
Mark Hollis,
Fatback Band,
X-Ray Spex,
Swell Maps,
Sexual Harrassment,
X-102,
The Motions,
Soulsonic Force,
The Sonics,
Niagra,
Quantec,
Liliput,
The Dave Clark Five,
Buzzcocks,
Iggy Pop,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Gladiators,
Kerri Chandler,
Goldenarms,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Marine Girls,
Yellowson,
Stiv Bators,
Brand Nubian,
Erykah Badu,
Pantytec,
Visage,
Tears for Fears,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.