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 Uruguay and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Winnipeg.
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 rhodes 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 Erykah Badu to the rap 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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Nik Kershaw,
Dual Sessions,
The Mojo Men,
the Fania All-Stars,
Tom Boy,
David Bowie,
Stockholm Monsters,
AZ,
Wally Richardson,
Sugar Minott,
The Gories,
Dead Boys,
Marshall Jefferson,
New Order,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Procol Harum,
Godley & Creme,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Peter & Gordon,
Lyres,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Cowsills,
Newcleus,
Idris Muhammad,
Franke,
The Victims,
Loose Ends,
John Foxx,
Flash Fearless,
Robert Hood,
Hardrive,
a-ha,
Rufus Thomas,
Vladislav Delay,
Brand Nubian,
Minnie Riperton,
Neu!,
Das Ding,
The Sonics,
Neil Young,
Todd Terry,
This Heat,
The Skatalites,
Niagra,
ABBA,
Kaleidoscope,
Spandau Ballet,
T. Rex,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fluxion,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Brothers Johnson,
Mo-Dettes,
DNA,
Oneida,
Ten City,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.