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 Laos and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Milan and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin 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 Silicon Teens to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Outsiders,
Fatback Band,
Patti Smith,
These Immortal Souls,
Joensuu 1685,
The Black Dice,
Harmonia,
The Durutti Column,
Camberwell Now,
Yazoo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Morten Harket,
DJ Style,
Gong,
Byron Stingily,
Fad Gadget,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gang Green,
Y Pants,
The Last Poets,
Eurythmics,
Sister Nancy,
The Blackbyrds,
The Pretty Things,
Davy DMX,
Malaria!,
Tubeway Army,
Yusef Lateef,
The Tremeloes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gabor Szabo,
The Motions,
Arcadia,
Swans,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Robert Wyatt,
John Lydon,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sun City Girls,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lou Reed,
Joe Finger,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Babytalk,
The Zeros,
The Litter,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Young Marble Giants,
Nirvana,
Gang Starr,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jeff Mills,
The Raincoats,
Joy Division,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.