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 Slovenia and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Matthew Bourne 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 The Motions. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Quantec,
Animal Collective,
Ronan,
48th St. Collective,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Electric Prunes,
Inner City,
The Golliwogs,
Japan,
Crispy Ambulance,
Jesper Dahlback,
KRS-One,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lee Hazlewood,
Joe Smooth,
Camouflage,
The Gap Band,
the Soft Cell,
Max Romeo,
Hardrive,
New Age Steppers,
This Heat,
Visage,
The Blues Magoos,
Funkadelic,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Simply Red,
Khruangbin,
Ultimate Spinach,
Soul II Soul,
Shoche,
Stockholm Monsters,
Popol Vuh,
Grey Daturas,
David McCallum,
Trumans Water,
Parry Music,
Agent Orange,
Anthony Braxton,
Black Pus,
Susan Cadogan,
Soul Sonic Force,
ABBA,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Andrew Hill,
Echospace,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scott Walker,
Mantronix,
Marshall Jefferson,
Robert Görl,
Charles Mingus,
Grandmaster Flash,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Spoonie Gee,
Swell Maps,
John Foxx,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Index,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.