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 Barbados and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Iggy Pop to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
A Certain Ratio,
Zapp,
China Crisis,
Hasil Adkins,
Danielle Patucci,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Clear Light,
Soulsonic Force,
World's Most,
Kaleidoscope,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mandrill,
Section 25,
Wasted Youth,
Alton Ellis,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Main Source,
Reuben Wilson,
Funkadelic,
The Searchers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Marvin Gaye,
Steve Hackett,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Unrelated Segments,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Sonics,
Soft Cell,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Wire,
Lou Christie,
The Vogues,
B.T. Express,
Arab on Radar,
Das Ding,
AZ,
The Motions,
The Mummies,
L. Decosne,
Mr. Review,
Electric Prunes,
Agitation Free,
ABBA,
Neu!,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Grass Roots,
Excepter,
La Düsseldorf,
John Foxx,
Eddi Front,
Ultimate Spinach,
8 Eyed Spy,
David Axelrod,
Delta 5,
Brand Nubian,
Procol Harum,
Peter and Kerry,
Jerry's Kids,
Wolf Eyes,
The Associates,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.