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 East Timor and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 sitar 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 Symarip to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Kool G Rap & DJ Polo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Groovy Waters,
Morten Harket,
Schoolly D,
Lyres,
In Retrospect,
The Kinks,
The Remains,
Max Romeo,
Cecil Taylor,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Bar-Kays,
Rekid,
Wasted Youth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bill Wells,
48th St. Collective,
Monks,
Brand Nubian,
David McCallum,
Sun City Girls,
The Selecter,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fluxion,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Blake Baxter,
UT,
The Cowsills,
Cymande,
Delta 5,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Fuzztones,
Lightning Bolt,
Quadrant,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Outsiders,
Lalo Schifrin,
Jeff Lynne,
Howard Jones,
The Knickerbockers,
Mantronix,
Wally Richardson,
Duran Duran,
Robert Görl,
Andrew Hill,
Aloha Tigers,
The Velvet Underground,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
MC5,
Wire,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Misunderstood,
Anakelly,
Ultimate Spinach,
Niagra,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.