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 Belize and from Copenhagen.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 oboe 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 Swell Maps to the punk 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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Skriet,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Stooges,
Wally Richardson,
Joensuu 1685,
Boz Scaggs,
Stetsasonic,
Jacob Miller,
David McCallum,
Terrestrial Tones,
Minny Pops,
Gang of Four,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Unwound,
Inner City,
Kurtis Blow,
Gichy Dan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Harmonia,
Roxette,
Throbbing Gristle,
Aloha Tigers,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jesper Dahlback,
Monolake,
Soulsonic Force,
The Sound,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Yellowson,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The United States of America,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Jeru the Damaja,
China Crisis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Hashim,
Malaria!,
Althea and Donna,
Q and Not U,
Ken Boothe,
Make Up,
Darondo,
Warsaw,
Sister Nancy,
Babytalk,
Vladislav Delay,
Matthew Bourne,
Robert Görl,
Brick,
Rapeman,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Gap Band,
Suburban Knight,
Donald Byrd,
Mission of Burma,
Saccharine Trust,
Half Japanese,
Max Romeo,
Al Stewart,
KRS-One,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.