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 Paraguay and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the snare 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 Nik Kershaw to the rock 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Bar-Kays 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Searchers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Nation of Ulysses,
Television Personalities,
Yusef Lateef,
Monolake,
Aloha Tigers,
kango's stein massive,
Unrelated Segments,
The Grass Roots,
Sound Behaviour,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Camouflage,
Bauhaus,
Drexciya,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Shadows of Knight,
Vladislav Delay,
LL Cool J,
X-101,
Scrapy,
Junior Murvin,
Lucky Dragons,
The Dead C,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Brick,
The American Breed,
Thompson Twins,
Rod Modell,
Tres Demented,
Bronski Beat,
T.S.O.L.,
The Associates,
Al Stewart,
The Moody Blues,
Excepter,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ronnie Foster,
Todd Rundgren,
Das Ding,
Visage,
Lalann,
The Remains,
Stetsasonic,
Bobby Byrd,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Delon & Dalcan,
Howard Jones,
Throbbing Gristle,
Moss Icon,
Heaven 17,
Sam Rivers,
Y Pants,
Piero Umiliani,
The Slits,
Metal Thangz,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Slackers,
Dead Boys,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pere Ubu,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.