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 Libya and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lalo Schifrin to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lou Reed,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rhythm & Sound,
Scott Walker,
Agitation Free,
Hoover,
Robert Wyatt,
Maurizio,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sarah Menescal,
Idris Muhammad,
Heaven 17,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sällskapet,
Amon Düül,
Roxette,
The Blues Magoos,
Quantec,
Lower 48,
Cameo,
Eurythmics,
Liliput,
Wally Richardson,
Minor Threat,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Warsaw,
ABC,
Marmalade,
Josef K,
Chrome,
Sonic Youth,
The United States of America,
Gabor Szabo,
Masters at Work,
The Durutti Column,
Connie Case,
Mo-Dettes,
Gil Scott Heron,
Soft Machine,
Television Personalities,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scion,
David Bowie,
Bootsy Collins,
John Foxx,
Carl Craig,
Arthur Verocai,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pierre Henry,
OOIOO,
Minny Pops,
La Düsseldorf,
Stetsasonic,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jawbox,
The Music Machine,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pylon,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.