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 Togo and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the disco 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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Qualms,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Supertramp,
The Monks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Zero Boys,
Maurizio,
Warren Ellis,
Sixth Finger,
Aswad,
AZ,
The Modern Lovers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eric Dolphy,
Groovy Waters,
Marvin Gaye,
The Evens,
Kerrie Biddell,
Subhumans,
Agitation Free,
The Monochrome Set,
Con Funk Shun,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Max Romeo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Vogues,
Masters at Work,
The Associates,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Dead C,
Skriet,
Arab on Radar,
The Human League,
Piero Umiliani,
The Fire Engines,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Pretty Things,
Fluxion,
Barbara Tucker,
June of 44,
Archie Shepp,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Cymande,
Radio Birdman,
Surgeon,
Liliput,
Dennis Brown,
Television Personalities,
Y Pants,
Shuggie Otis,
The Selecter,
Smog,
Slick Rick,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
T. Rex,
F. McDonald,
U.S. Maple,
Depeche Mode,
Spandau Ballet,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.