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 Sri Lanka and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 güiro 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 Spandau Ballet to the jazz 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 The Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
Flipper,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lungfish,
the Fania All-Stars,
Robert Görl,
Judy Mowatt,
Yaz,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rufus Thomas,
The Busters,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Girls At Our Best!,
Angry Samoans,
Aswad,
Jerry's Kids,
Janne Schatter,
Soul II Soul,
Skriet,
Metal Thangz,
The Remains,
Pagans,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bobby Byrd,
Dave Gahan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
EPMD,
Sandy B,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Blancmange,
Josef K,
Davy DMX,
Kas Product,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Erykah Badu,
Grey Daturas,
Harry Pussy,
Easy Going,
Leonard Cohen,
Maleditus Sound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Spandau Ballet,
Drexciya,
Gregory Isaacs,
Loose Ends,
Motorama,
Cal Tjader,
The Fire Engines,
Fatback Band,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Public Image Ltd.,
New Age Steppers,
kango's stein massive,
Joe Finger,
Unrelated Segments,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Man Parrish,
Fad Gadget,
The Doors,
Babytalk,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.