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 Latvia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 marimba 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 Lucky Dragons to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket 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?
Los Fastidios,
Deepchord,
Nils Olav,
Dennis Brown,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The United States of America,
Scion,
The Slits,
Fela Kuti,
Alton Ellis,
World's Most,
Public Enemy,
Tim Buckley,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Skriet,
The Leaves,
John Foxx,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Radiohead,
Basic Channel,
Mars,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rekid,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Barracudas,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Doors,
Moss Icon,
The Vogues,
Scientists,
Cybotron,
Pole,
Wolf Eyes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Livin' Joy,
Gang Green,
OOIOO,
Stetsasonic,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Agent Orange,
CMW,
Oneida,
Erykah Badu,
Jacob Miller,
The Saints,
The Kinks,
The Seeds,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ponytail,
Von Mondo,
John Cale,
Pagans,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Black Pus,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Excepter,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.