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 Egypt and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the punk 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 Jerry Gold Smith. All the underground hits.
All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Skatalites,
Dual Sessions,
Jawbox,
Robert Wyatt,
Grey Daturas,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bang On A Can,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Count Five,
Marvin Gaye,
Pierre Henry,
Echospace,
Unrelated Segments,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jeff Lynne,
Nas,
Bobby Byrd,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lalann,
Ronnie Foster,
Desert Stars,
The Busters,
Scientists,
Lyres,
New Order,
Gichy Dan,
Model 500,
Sonny Sharrock,
Technova,
Ronan,
Television Personalities,
Absolute Body Control,
Mr. Review,
Carl Craig,
10cc,
Ralphi Rosario,
Japan,
Joyce Sims,
Sixth Finger,
Kenny Larkin,
The J.B.'s,
Trumans Water,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Electric Prunes,
Chris Corsano,
Nick Fraelich,
Kerri Chandler,
Massinfluence,
Piero Umiliani,
Nico,
David Axelrod,
DJ Style,
The Gun Club,
June of 44,
Wire,
Rakim,
Faraquet,
The Monochrome Set,
Excepter,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.