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 Austria and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Woodstock.
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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Albert Ayler to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Theoretical Girls,
The Gladiators,
Eric Copeland,
These Immortal Souls,
The Gun Club,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pantytec,
Yusef Lateef,
Stetsasonic,
DJ Style,
Basic Channel,
X-Ray Spex,
Oneida,
June Days,
Faraquet,
Blake Baxter,
Godley & Creme,
DNA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brass Construction,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
John Cale,
Underground Resistance,
Connie Case,
World's Most,
Joey Negro,
Terrestrial Tones,
Colin Newman,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Aswad,
T. Rex,
Negative Approach,
Bush Tetras,
Faust,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Neon Judgement,
Neu!,
Second Layer,
Skaos,
The Fall,
The Leaves,
Soft Machine,
T.S.O.L.,
Surgeon,
Reagan Youth,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Avey Tare,
Derrick May,
Delta 5,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Q65,
Bill Wells,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Country Teasers,
Jeff Lynne,
Quantec,
The Moody Blues,
Cymande,
The Misunderstood,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
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.