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 Barbados and from Sao Paulo.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 clarinet 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 Erasure to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Intrusion,
Robert Wyatt,
Tim Buckley,
Connie Case,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Arab on Radar,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
H. Thieme,
CMW,
Kenny Larkin,
Slick Rick,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Josef K,
Subhumans,
the Association,
The United States of America,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jacob Miller,
Fad Gadget,
The Moody Blues,
New Order,
Goldenarms,
Soulsonic Force,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ultimate Spinach,
Banda Bassotti,
Oneida,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Black Sheep,
Vladislav Delay,
Roxy Music,
The Durutti Column,
Avey Tare,
The Black Dice,
The Kinks,
Maurizio,
David Axelrod,
Boogie Down Productions,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Erykah Badu,
Pulsallama,
Public Enemy,
Sun City Girls,
Whodini,
Swell Maps,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Liliput,
JFA,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Basic Channel,
Moss Icon,
The Standells,
Tomorrow,
Sandy B,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Henry Cow,
Delta 5,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo.
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.