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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Shanghai.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 theremin 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 Alison Limerick to the funk 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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warsaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
Outsiders,
The Human League,
Deakin,
Freddie Wadling,
Niagra,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Little Man,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ronnie Foster,
Lalann,
Lou Christie,
The Standells,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gang of Four,
Marcia Griffiths,
Whodini,
Circle Jerks,
John Foxx,
Bad Manners,
Cecil Taylor,
Avey Tare,
The Black Dice,
Adolescents,
Inner City,
Matthew Bourne,
The Raincoats,
Lalo Schifrin,
Neil Young,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Scrapy,
David McCallum,
Isaac Hayes,
Royal Trux,
Pantytec,
10cc,
Warren Ellis,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
James White and The Blacks,
Bang On A Can,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Severed Heads,
Slave,
Scientists,
Hoover,
Rod Modell,
Pharoah Sanders,
Icehouse,
Procol Harum,
Dorothy Ashby,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Pretty Things,
Big Daddy Kane,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Deepchord,
Iggy Pop,
Infiniti,
Y Pants,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.