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 Guyana and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Vogues to the techno 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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All The Angels of Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville 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?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Mummies,
A Flock of Seagulls,
ABC,
Funky Four + One,
Sugar Minott,
Suburban Knight,
Minny Pops,
The Young Rascals,
Black Sheep,
The Slackers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Derrick Morgan,
The Zeros,
Franke,
Absolute Body Control,
Eric Copeland,
Outsiders,
F. McDonald,
John Holt,
The Gun Club,
The Slits,
Yazoo,
Gabor Szabo,
Terry Callier,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Depeche Mode,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Flash Fearless,
Fat Boys,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Deakin,
Scan 7,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Symarip,
Cal Tjader,
The Standells,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Silicon Teens,
X-101,
Chris & Cosey,
Prince Buster,
Newcleus,
Spandau Ballet,
Derrick May,
Dennis Brown,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Divine Comedy,
Gang Green,
The Golliwogs,
Byron Stingily,
Bobby Byrd,
LL Cool J,
Dual Sessions,
June Days,
Robert Görl,
Thee Headcoats,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
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.