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 Kuwait and from London.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 The Moody Blues to the funk 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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
The Raincoats,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eve St. Jones,
Flamin' Groovies,
Grey Daturas,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Leaves,
Model 500,
Black Pus,
Aaron Thompson,
FM Einheit,
Subhumans,
Brick,
E-Dancer,
World's Most,
Grandmaster Flash,
ABC,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Evens,
Sun Ra,
Ronan,
Big Daddy Kane,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pet Shop Boys,
Trumans Water,
The Shadows of Knight,
Cybotron,
Unwound,
Bush Tetras,
The J.B.'s,
Von Mondo,
Hot Snakes,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Music Machine,
Ralphi Rosario,
Can,
Section 25,
The Offenders,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Boogie Down Productions,
Shoche,
DJ Sneak,
The Cramps,
The Cure,
This Heat,
Jeff Mills,
Interpol,
Toni Rubio,
Soul II Soul,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Anakelly,
Magma,
Neu!,
The Grass Roots,
The Invisible,
Joe Smooth,
Second Layer,
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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.