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 Ecuador and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba 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 Neu! 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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Rufus Thomas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
Amazonics,
Maleditus Sound,
Hardrive,
The New Christs,
The Motions,
Guru Guru,
Bobby Womack,
The Mojo Men,
Average White Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rakim,
Ultravox,
Alphaville,
Altered Images,
Pantaleimon,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Little Man,
Dawn Penn,
Jawbox,
The Saints,
Stockholm Monsters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rhythm & Sound,
Derrick Morgan,
Simply Red,
The Dead C,
Gerry Rafferty,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gun Club,
The United States of America,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Bar-Kays,
The Shadows of Knight,
Joy Division,
The Sonics,
Pere Ubu,
Crash Course in Science,
Talk Talk,
The Index,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
OOIOO,
Bauhaus,
Unrelated Segments,
Sam Rivers,
Funkadelic,
The Selecter,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eli Mardock,
Black Moon,
Albert Ayler,
The Gladiators,
The Black Dice,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Franke,
Al Stewart,
Archie Shepp,
Godley & Creme,
Parry Music,
Junior Murvin,
Joe Finger,
The Associates,
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.