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 Moldova and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 New York and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Scion to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dark Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
Theoretical Girls,
Moebius,
Massinfluence,
The Doors,
The Offenders,
Pulsallama,
The Durutti Column,
Davy DMX,
Flash Fearless,
New Order,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
John Foxx,
B.T. Express,
Anthony Braxton,
Depeche Mode,
The Monochrome Set,
Ponytail,
Magma,
Frankie Knuckles,
China Crisis,
Maurizio,
Public Enemy,
The Searchers,
Nik Kershaw,
The Modern Lovers,
Andrew Hill,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Aaron Thompson,
JFA,
The Barracudas,
Negative Approach,
Joey Negro,
Accadde A,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Last Poets,
Echospace,
Freddie Wadling,
Quadrant,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nas,
The Zeros,
Underground Resistance,
Zapp,
Pantaleimon,
Aural Exciters,
L. Decosne,
Television,
Crispy Ambulance,
Michelle Simonal,
Ohio Players,
Goldenarms,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Simply Red,
Franke,
Altered Images,
Lakeside,
The Neon Judgement,
Absolute Body Control,
The Monks, The Monks, The Monks, The Monks.
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.