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 Kiribati and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 spring reverb 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 Interpol to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jerry Gold Smith. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Gang Starr,
The Cowsills,
Fela Kuti,
Davy DMX,
Tom Boy,
The Grass Roots,
Alphaville,
Joe Finger,
Rekid,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
June Days,
The Blackbyrds,
Audionom,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DJ Sneak,
Rod Modell,
Amon Düül,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Barracudas,
Skaos,
Banda Bassotti,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jeff Lynne,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lindisfarne,
Blake Baxter,
Brass Construction,
Avey Tare,
Joensuu 1685,
Cluster,
Steve Hackett,
Kerri Chandler,
Smog,
Bizarre Inc.,
La Düsseldorf,
Quantec,
Piero Umiliani,
Terry Callier,
A Certain Ratio,
AZ,
Pierre Henry,
Peter & Gordon,
The Black Dice,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lower 48,
Moby Grape,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Knickerbockers,
The Victims,
Sight & Sound,
Pulsallama,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pantaleimon,
Radiohead,
Charles Mingus,
World's Most,
Donny Hathaway,
Curtis Mayfield,
Mandrill,
Absolute Body Control,
Brick,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.