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 Barbados and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 guitar 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 the Fania All-Stars to the dance 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 Depeche Mode. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
The Mummies,
These Immortal Souls,
Girls At Our Best!,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marc Almond,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Hardrive,
Schoolly D,
Severed Heads,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Reagan Youth,
Stetsasonic,
Echospace,
UT,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Normal,
Ludus,
The Fugs,
Pantytec,
Youth Brigade,
Skaos,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gabor Szabo,
Hoover,
Amon Düül II,
Gang Green,
Reuben Wilson,
Scion,
The Durutti Column,
Matthew Bourne,
Crooked Eye,
Lou Christie,
The Stooges,
Negative Approach,
Neil Young,
June of 44,
Funkadelic,
Tom Boy,
Cymande,
Rotary Connection,
The Skatalites,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cal Tjader,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Eric Dolphy,
The Barracudas,
Roy Ayers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pierre Henry,
New Order,
The Moody Blues,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.