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 Malaysia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 linndrum 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 Oppenheimer Analysis 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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All 48th St. Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
Babytalk,
Cybotron,
The Trojans,
Neil Young,
Thee Headcoats,
Camberwell Now,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lyres,
Roger Hodgson,
The Electric Prunes,
The Blackbyrds,
Von Mondo,
Yusef Lateef,
Underground Resistance,
The Angels of Light,
Lalann,
Lower 48,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
LL Cool J,
The Fall,
ABC,
Reagan Youth,
Yaz,
John Foxx,
Main Source,
Marshall Jefferson,
Soft Cell,
Fat Boys,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
New Age Steppers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Wasted Youth,
KRS-One,
Spoonie Gee,
Monolake,
Drexciya,
Oblivians,
Shuggie Otis,
Pere Ubu,
Deepchord,
The Music Machine,
the Swans,
Wire,
Rosa Yemen,
Warsaw,
Susan Cadogan,
The Doobie Brothers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ice-T,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Pretty Things,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bluetip,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Raincoats,
Peter and Kerry,
The Happenings,
Subhumans,
Derrick Morgan,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.