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 Qatar and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Delhi.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ken Boothe to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty 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 marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Kerri Chandler,
The Saints,
Massinfluence,
Subhumans,
Nick Fraelich,
Tom Boy,
Ituana,
Simply Red,
These Immortal Souls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Barrington Levy,
Echospace,
David Bowie,
Joy Division,
Nirvana,
a-ha,
Ken Boothe,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Beau Brummels,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Zeros,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Shoche,
Sun Ra,
Con Funk Shun,
Trumans Water,
10cc,
Saccharine Trust,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sällskapet,
Donny Hathaway,
Alton Ellis,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ultravox,
Ice-T,
Erasure,
Section 25,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ralphi Rosario,
Popol Vuh,
Underground Resistance,
The Sound,
Half Japanese,
Marshall Jefferson,
kango's stein massive,
Vladislav Delay,
Pagans,
Metal Thangz,
Godley & Creme,
The American Breed,
DJ Sneak,
The Index,
Brass Construction,
Bob Dylan,
Lou Christie,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jacques Brel,
T. Rex,
Hardrive,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.