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 Kiribati and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 808 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 The Gap Band to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Pus,
Chris Corsano,
Sun City Girls,
Sparks,
Infiniti,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Soulsonic Force,
Loose Ends,
Fela Kuti,
Alphaville,
Adolescents,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Outsiders,
The Fortunes,
Crime,
Todd Terry,
The Slits,
Eric Copeland,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bill Near,
Joe Smooth,
Mantronix,
Leonard Cohen,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Icehouse,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Music Machine,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Mojo Men,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Aaron Thompson,
The Residents,
the Slits,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eurythmics,
Ludus,
Prince Buster,
Mandrill,
Fear,
Scan 7,
Banda Bassotti,
L. Decosne,
Parry Music,
D'Angelo,
Ornette Coleman,
Alton Ellis,
Avey Tare,
Skriet,
Nation of Ulysses,
Unrelated Segments,
The Saints,
ABBA,
The Seeds,
B.T. Express,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Trojans,
Black Flag,
Eli Mardock,
Man Parrish,
Porter Ricks,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Move,
Rufus Thomas,
Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.
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.