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 Ethiopia and from Mexico City.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Deepchord to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Pus,
Main Source,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Section 25,
Funky Four + One,
Pere Ubu,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Anakelly,
Blake Baxter,
Infiniti,
Theoretical Girls,
Rekid,
Unwound,
Ten City,
Grauzone,
8 Eyed Spy,
Isaac Hayes,
The Beau Brummels,
Nas,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cecil Taylor,
Pierre Henry,
Sam Rivers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pantytec,
Alton Ellis,
The Black Dice,
Slave,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eric Dolphy,
Althea and Donna,
The Moleskins,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Eurythmics,
Franke,
Todd Terry,
Goldenarms,
Kaleidoscope,
Bootsy Collins,
Moss Icon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Robert Görl,
Gang of Four,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fad Gadget,
Desert Stars,
Model 500,
Crispy Ambulance,
Scott Walker,
Soulsonic Force,
Outsiders,
Malaria!,
Sarah Menescal,
Joyce Sims,
John Cale,
Zero Boys,
Bizarre Inc.,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Alice Coltrane,
Tim Buckley,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.