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 Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 organ 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 Royal Trux to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Starr record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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?
John Foxx,
The Young Rascals,
Mr. Review,
CMW,
Dorothy Ashby,
Eric B and Rakim,
Metal Thangz,
E-Dancer,
The Fortunes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
KRS-One,
Steve Hackett,
Camouflage,
Bronski Beat,
LL Cool J,
Ponytail,
Black Sheep,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eve St. Jones,
Chris Corsano,
The Move,
Procol Harum,
Television,
Underground Resistance,
R.M.O.,
Pole,
Drexciya,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Buckinghams,
Joy Division,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rotary Connection,
Intrusion,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rites of Spring,
Con Funk Shun,
New Order,
Sonny Sharrock,
Don Cherry,
Easy Going,
a-ha,
Joyce Sims,
Anthony Braxton,
Angry Samoans,
Bauhaus,
Hashim,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gang Starr,
Tommy Roe,
Kayak,
H. Thieme,
Stiv Bators,
Outsiders,
Man Eating Sloth,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
MC5,
Leonard Cohen,
Gang Green,
Hoover,
Negative Approach,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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.