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 Romania and from Spokane.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Stereo Dub to the rap 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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispian St. Peters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
Rapeman,
Lou Reed,
Unrelated Segments,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Archie Shepp,
The Count Five,
Model 500,
Audionom,
Mantronix,
Au Pairs,
Kayak,
Neil Young,
Sun Ra,
Arthur Verocai,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Evens,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scion,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Byron Stingily,
Rosa Yemen,
Donny Hathaway,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Slits,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eddi Front,
Kevin Saunderson,
Drive Like Jehu,
Animal Collective,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Gap Band,
Altered Images,
The Smoke,
Yaz,
Pet Shop Boys,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Zeros,
Yazoo,
The Saints,
Wings,
Terry Callier,
Royal Trux,
Von Mondo,
Section 25,
Urselle,
Marmalade,
Cecil Taylor,
Marvin Gaye,
The Detroit Cobras,
Massinfluence,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Reagan Youth,
Maleditus Sound,
L. Decosne,
Moby Grape,
MDC,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.