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 Liberia and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Madrid.
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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Funkadelic to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Qualms,
Surgeon,
Sound Behaviour,
World's Most,
Shoche,
David Bowie,
The Fugs,
Oneida,
Dennis Brown,
The J.B.'s,
The Move,
Deakin,
Rites of Spring,
L. Decosne,
The Detroit Cobras,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scott Walker,
The Dirtbombs,
Lebanon Hanover,
These Immortal Souls,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Marc Almond,
The Selecter,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
MC5,
Maleditus Sound,
Yazoo,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Excepter,
Malaria!,
The Monochrome Set,
Youth Brigade,
Yusef Lateef,
Ituana,
Bad Manners,
Ronan,
Erykah Badu,
Siglo XX,
The Litter,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Blossom Toes,
Ten City,
Jeff Lynne,
Trumans Water,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Chris Corsano,
Susan Cadogan,
Radiohead,
Sight & Sound,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Leaves,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
John Holt,
Johnny Osbourne,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Minor Threat,
Negative Approach,
Guru Guru,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.