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 Tonga and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Glasgow.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Lindisfarne to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
The Stooges,
Japan,
Erasure,
Fela Kuti,
Second Layer,
Steve Hackett,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Buckinghams,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eric Dolphy,
Mary Jane Girls,
Electric Prunes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Gap Band,
The Happenings,
Byron Stingily,
The Angels of Light,
Harmonia,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nils Olav,
World's Most,
the Sonics,
Simply Red,
LL Cool J,
Iggy Pop,
Bauhaus,
Funkadelic,
Aaron Thompson,
K-Klass,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
X-Ray Spex,
The Fall,
Joensuu 1685,
Joey Negro,
Morten Harket,
Rod Modell,
Unrelated Segments,
The United States of America,
Kevin Saunderson,
Talk Talk,
Porter Ricks,
Lucky Dragons,
The American Breed,
The Sonics,
Ronnie Foster,
The Names,
Agitation Free,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Yaz,
Depeche Mode,
ABC,
Ice-T,
Masters at Work,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
cv313,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ten City,
Reagan Youth,
Sight & Sound,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.