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 Ethiopia and from Lagos.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 organ 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 Fluxion to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Selector Dub Narcotic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
The Knickerbockers,
Aswad,
The Cowsills,
Dave Gahan,
Roger Hodgson,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Arab on Radar,
Fat Boys,
Chris Corsano,
Faraquet,
Subhumans,
Q and Not U,
Judy Mowatt,
Ponytail,
Andrew Hill,
Flash Fearless,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Echospace,
Hoover,
This Heat,
Johnny Clarke,
The Human League,
the Bar-Kays,
The Litter,
Patti Smith,
Jawbox,
the Association,
Massinfluence,
Max Romeo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Underground Resistance,
Radiopuhelimet,
Wasted Youth,
Eddi Front,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tropical Tobacco,
Joey Negro,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Marshall Jefferson,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ralphi Rosario,
Matthew Bourne,
X-102,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Al Stewart,
The Divine Comedy,
Main Source,
Minnie Riperton,
Carl Craig,
David Axelrod,
Bootsy Collins,
Organ,
Quando Quango,
Jeru the Damaja,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Slick Rick,
Amazonics,
Amon Düül,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.