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 Andorra and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Shoche to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Sällskapet,
Wally Richardson,
Rapeman,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Von Mondo,
Joyce Sims,
Public Enemy,
Monolake,
Erykah Badu,
Erasure,
Easy Going,
10cc,
FM Einheit,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pantytec,
Country Teasers,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sight & Sound,
The Walker Brothers,
Darondo,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Basic Channel,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Buckinghams,
The Cure,
John Lydon,
Electric Prunes,
Underground Resistance,
The Durutti Column,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Porter Ricks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Chris Corsano,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Robert Görl,
Mandrill,
Warsaw,
Mr. Review,
R.M.O.,
Deadbeat,
Scion,
the Slits,
Brothers Johnson,
John Cale,
Yellowson,
Tubeway Army,
D'Angelo,
The Remains,
Lower 48,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Germs,
The Alarm Clocks,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Gories,
New Order,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.