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 Romania and from Houston.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 synthesizer 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 Godley & Creme to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All Moss Icon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Easy Going,
Malaria!,
Stetsasonic,
Shoche,
Josef K,
Kevin Saunderson,
D'Angelo,
Thompson Twins,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
X-102,
EPMD,
The Monochrome Set,
Technova,
Maurizio,
Fear,
Second Layer,
Vladislav Delay,
Rhythm & Sound,
Maleditus Sound,
Jerry's Kids,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bronski Beat,
Kerri Chandler,
Curtis Mayfield,
Thee Headcoats,
The Remains,
Simply Red,
Slave,
Cluster,
The Toasters,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bad Manners,
Lalann,
Marcia Griffiths,
Scott Walker,
Junior Murvin,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
One Last Wish,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Blues Magoos,
Rekid,
Marmalade,
Don Cherry,
Eric Dolphy,
X-101,
Faraquet,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lungfish,
Harmonia,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lakeside,
Stereo Dub,
Quadrant,
Neil Young,
The Angels of Light,
Amon Düül II,
Dave Gahan,
The Blackbyrds,
The Moleskins,
ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.
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.