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 Italy and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 organ 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 Lightning Bolt to the techno 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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Divine Comedy,
Crispy Ambulance,
Jeff Lynne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eli Mardock,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Davy DMX,
K-Klass,
Ponytail,
Kerri Chandler,
Nick Fraelich,
Pulsallama,
One Last Wish,
Grauzone,
Warsaw,
The New Christs,
Kenny Larkin,
The American Breed,
Jacob Miller,
Eden Ahbez,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Unwound,
The Beau Brummels,
Blake Baxter,
Altered Images,
Sarah Menescal,
Alton Ellis,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lightning Bolt,
Urselle,
The Pretty Things,
Smog,
Angry Samoans,
Lungfish,
John Foxx,
The Grass Roots,
The Slackers,
Cameo,
Tropical Tobacco,
Grey Daturas,
The Monks,
Barbara Tucker,
The Human League,
Chrome,
Lyres,
The Selecter,
Amazonics,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sister Nancy,
The United States of America,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Human League,
The Searchers,
The Zeros,
Henry Cow,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Yusef Lateef,
Duran Duran,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Liliput, Liliput, Liliput, Liliput.
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.