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 Japan and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 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 David McCallum to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Severed Heads record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Fania All-Stars,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tomorrow,
Davy DMX,
Con Funk Shun,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kayak,
Half Japanese,
the Association,
The Index,
Mo-Dettes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Barbara Tucker,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ponytail,
New Order,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Altered Images,
MC5,
Franke,
Kaleidoscope,
CMW,
Susan Cadogan,
Procol Harum,
Dave Gahan,
Outsiders,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jeff Lynne,
Robert Görl,
The Last Poets,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Oblivians,
Vladislav Delay,
Trumans Water,
Monks,
Thee Headcoats,
Sexual Harrassment,
Andrew Hill,
Rekid,
Echospace,
Black Pus,
Roger Hodgson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
the Slits,
The Slackers,
Intrusion,
Pylon,
Anthony Braxton,
Basic Channel,
Mars,
Lucky Dragons,
Zero Boys,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Music Machine,
Barry Ungar,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Pop Group,
Minnie Riperton,
Crash Course in Science,
Royal Trux,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.