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 Monaco and from Copenhagen.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Beijing.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Nas to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
Dave Gahan,
Roxy Music,
The Selecter,
Underground Resistance,
Livin' Joy,
Jerry's Kids,
Tears for Fears,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Terry Callier,
Black Pus,
cv313,
The J.B.'s,
Monolake,
Ultra Naté,
The Seeds,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Donald Byrd,
Cal Tjader,
Tropical Tobacco,
Angry Samoans,
Rotary Connection,
Mission of Burma,
Anakelly,
David Axelrod,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Public Image Ltd.,
Don Cherry,
Steve Hackett,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Banda Bassotti,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Unwound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ultravox,
Delta 5,
Josef K,
Stereo Dub,
Visage,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bill Wells,
Reuben Wilson,
Nils Olav,
Flamin' Groovies,
Byron Stingily,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
James White and The Blacks,
New York Dolls,
The Doors,
Joey Negro,
KRS-One,
Brick,
Organ,
Radiopuhelimet,
Colin Newman,
R.M.O.,
Brand Nubian,
Pere Ubu,
Eric Dolphy,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ornette Coleman,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.