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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 synthesizer 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 Hoover to the techno 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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu 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 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 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Patti Smith,
Scratch Acid,
The Wake,
Peter & Gordon,
Rhythm & Sound,
Slick Rick,
June Days,
the Sonics,
Malaria!,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jeff Lynne,
The Buckinghams,
Derrick Morgan,
Bobby Byrd,
Maurizio,
Mo-Dettes,
Ice-T,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marcia Griffiths,
Altered Images,
Eli Mardock,
China Crisis,
Subhumans,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Q and Not U,
Aloha Tigers,
Liliput,
The Golliwogs,
Fluxion,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mission of Burma,
John Foxx,
Quando Quango,
Josef K,
The Count Five,
L. Decosne,
Cameo,
Goldenarms,
Todd Terry,
Danielle Patucci,
Black Moon,
Massinfluence,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Tremeloes,
Eve St. Jones,
Scientists,
Radiohead,
John Lydon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gang of Four,
E-Dancer,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Divine Comedy,
Piero Umiliani,
Barclay James Harvest,
Outsiders,
Ornette Coleman,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.