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 Korea North and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Lou Reed 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 Swell Maps to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gregory Isaacs,
Neu!,
The Gladiators,
In Retrospect,
Au Pairs,
Nico,
Delon & Dalcan,
The New Christs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Japan,
Eric B and Rakim,
Clear Light,
Yazoo,
The Index,
Basic Channel,
Surgeon,
Talk Talk,
Maurizio,
Kayak,
Bobby Sherman,
X-102,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Fugazi,
Godley & Creme,
Oneida,
T. Rex,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Groovy Waters,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kurtis Blow,
Lindisfarne,
New Age Steppers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Khruangbin,
Moby Grape,
Derrick Morgan,
John Holt,
Hardrive,
Rites of Spring,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Stockholm Monsters,
Johnny Clarke,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Zeros,
Shoche,
Tropical Tobacco,
Blancmange,
Lebanon Hanover,
Joensuu 1685,
Chris & Cosey,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jeff Lynne,
Ronnie Foster,
Black Flag,
Dennis Brown,
Quadrant,
Marine Girls,
Technova,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.