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 Nigeria and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 MC5 to the techno 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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Heavy D & The Boyz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
Hoover,
The Detroit Cobras,
Arthur Verocai,
Supertramp,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Shadows of Knight,
Chris & Cosey,
Sight & Sound,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Barry Ungar,
Ken Boothe,
Tomorrow,
Trumans Water,
Alison Limerick,
Archie Shepp,
Ludus,
John Foxx,
Grauzone,
Zero Boys,
The Zeros,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kenny Larkin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Loose Ends,
Ice-T,
The Doors,
Mo-Dettes,
Brick,
Sexual Harrassment,
Robert Hood,
Niagra,
The Monks,
Robert Görl,
China Crisis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Misunderstood,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Slits,
Eddi Front,
Bauhaus,
Saccharine Trust,
Liliput,
The Happenings,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nik Kershaw,
The Remains,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Desert Stars,
Audionom,
Deakin,
Bootsy Collins,
These Immortal Souls,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lungfish,
The Fire Engines,
KRS-One,
The Young Rascals,
the Bar-Kays,
The Fall,
the Normal,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.