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 Nigeria and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 guitar 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark 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 Spoonie Gee. All the underground hits.
All Theoretical Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heaven 17,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The American Breed,
Lungfish,
Eddi Front,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Dead C,
Easy Going,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bill Near,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
the Fania All-Stars,
Eric Copeland,
Arcadia,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Velvet Underground,
Whodini,
The Fortunes,
Faraquet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lalo Schifrin,
Newcleus,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Mo-Dettes,
Thee Headcoats,
Siglo XX,
Country Teasers,
Shoche,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Detroit Cobras,
Junior Murvin,
L. Decosne,
Skriet,
Rhythm & Sound,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bobby Byrd,
Boz Scaggs,
Pole,
Barclay James Harvest,
Morten Harket,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Pop Group,
Pharoah Sanders,
Absolute Body Control,
MDC,
Flash Fearless,
Silicon Teens,
The Fugs,
Tom Boy,
Ponytail,
Amon Düül,
The Five Americans,
Derrick May,
Scrapy,
Negative Approach,
Animal Collective,
Glambeats Corp.,
Minor Threat,
Gil Scott Heron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.