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 Mongolia and from Calgary.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bologna.
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 mellotron 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 Tommy Roe to the grime 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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
the Germs,
Mark Hollis,
Infiniti,
The Angels of Light,
The Fugs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gun Club,
Icehouse,
U.S. Maple,
Section 25,
Nirvana,
One Last Wish,
Harmonia,
Connie Case,
Liliput,
Danielle Patucci,
Robert Görl,
Brick,
Roy Ayers,
Groovy Waters,
E-Dancer,
Ten City,
Boogie Down Productions,
Hardrive,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pharoah Sanders,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Alton Ellis,
Roxette,
Urselle,
Inner City,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
a-ha,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rosa Yemen,
Traffic Nightmare,
Qualms,
Marine Girls,
Blake Baxter,
The Monochrome Set,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Electric Prunes,
Michelle Simonal,
Faraquet,
Arthur Verocai,
Anakelly,
The Blackbyrds,
the Human League,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Adolescents,
Gregory Isaacs,
Grauzone,
The Young Rascals,
Sällskapet,
DJ Style,
Black Flag,
The Buckinghams,
The United States of America,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.