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 Ecuador and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 Lou Reed to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
The Divine Comedy,
Joe Finger,
Warsaw,
Negative Approach,
Sugar Minott,
Arab on Radar,
Albert Ayler,
Dave Gahan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Banda Bassotti,
Maurizio,
Judy Mowatt,
DJ Style,
Ultra Naté,
Lyres,
Cecil Taylor,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Fugazi,
Thee Headcoats,
OOIOO,
Lalo Schifrin,
Dorothy Ashby,
Crooked Eye,
Con Funk Shun,
Agent Orange,
Bauhaus,
John Coltrane,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jesper Dahlback,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Real Kids,
The Remains,
Nick Fraelich,
The Smiths,
The Red Krayola,
Nik Kershaw,
Dawn Penn,
Young Marble Giants,
Jerry's Kids,
The Gladiators,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Avey Tare,
The Blackbyrds,
Connie Case,
Ultravox,
Leonard Cohen,
The Count Five,
Franke,
Anthony Braxton,
Gabor Szabo,
Spoonie Gee,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rakim,
Fela Kuti,
KRS-One,
Ronnie Foster,
Hardrive,
Unwound,
Q and Not U,
Desert Stars,
H. Thieme,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.