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 Algeria and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Alarm Clocks to the disco 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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
Judy Mowatt,
CMW,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Radio Birdman,
Ludus,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gang of Four,
Danielle Patucci,
Electric Prunes,
Niagra,
Funkadelic,
Q65,
The Cure,
Rotary Connection,
Marshall Jefferson,
Von Mondo,
Bang On A Can,
DNA,
Audionom,
In Retrospect,
OOIOO,
Joensuu 1685,
Rites of Spring,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rosa Yemen,
Brothers Johnson,
Mr. Review,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Trumans Water,
Japan,
Ken Boothe,
Skaos,
K-Klass,
The United States of America,
Fad Gadget,
Lower 48,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DJ Style,
Soft Machine,
Grauzone,
Bronski Beat,
The Fire Engines,
Crime,
Wasted Youth,
Accadde A,
Heaven 17,
The J.B.'s,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Pop Group,
Sound Behaviour,
Eden Ahbez,
the Germs,
The Toasters,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sun Ra,
The Stooges,
Matthew Bourne,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.