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 Kuwait and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 rhodes 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 The Angels of Light to the disco 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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jimmy McGriff record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
Monolake,
Technova,
Susan Cadogan,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Khruangbin,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bob Dylan,
the Normal,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Suburban Knight,
Wally Richardson,
Avey Tare,
Niagra,
Yusef Lateef,
Dark Day,
Isaac Hayes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Toasters,
Faraquet,
Gang Starr,
Derrick May,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Joey Negro,
John Foxx,
Sun Ra,
Visage,
The Remains,
the Swans,
Rekid,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jeff Mills,
Amon Düül,
Tears for Fears,
Derrick Morgan,
Masters at Work,
Gang of Four,
Goldenarms,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sight & Sound,
Amon Düül II,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Zapp,
Nils Olav,
The Cowsills,
Mo-Dettes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
CMW,
Hot Snakes,
X-101,
Magazine,
Sparks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Durutti Column,
World's Most,
Quadrant,
Sixth Finger,
Carl Craig,
The Searchers,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.