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 Liechtenstein and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 harpsichord 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 The Cure to the rap 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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spoonie Gee 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Con Funk Shun,
Mantronix,
Soft Cell,
Loose Ends,
Joe Finger,
Pagans,
T.S.O.L.,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Man Parrish,
H. Thieme,
Q and Not U,
Mark Hollis,
Lower 48,
Clear Light,
Television Personalities,
Alice Coltrane,
New York Dolls,
the Germs,
Liliput,
The Leaves,
Depeche Mode,
Soul II Soul,
The Divine Comedy,
Audionom,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Man Eating Sloth,
Eric Copeland,
Barry Ungar,
The Gories,
Pet Shop Boys,
Chris Corsano,
Kayak,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Knickerbockers,
Schoolly D,
R.M.O.,
Erykah Badu,
Chrome,
Spandau Ballet,
Kas Product,
Charles Mingus,
Von Mondo,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Silicon Teens,
Masters at Work,
Excepter,
The Count Five,
Lakeside,
Oblivians,
Easy Going,
LL Cool J,
The Last Poets,
Stereo Dub,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Crooked Eye,
Panda Bear,
DNA,
kango's stein massive,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ronan,
Tropical Tobacco,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.