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 Marshall Islands and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 marimba 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 John Foxx to the funk 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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Pus 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terry Callier,
Eric Copeland,
World's Most,
Livin' Joy,
the Soft Cell,
New Age Steppers,
Surgeon,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Human League,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Warren Ellis,
Infiniti,
Kas Product,
La Düsseldorf,
Minutemen,
The Cure,
The Selecter,
The Move,
Toni Rubio,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bobby Womack,
ABC,
Tim Buckley,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ultimate Spinach,
L. Decosne,
Anthony Braxton,
The Slits,
Ralphi Rosario,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Last Poets,
Fat Boys,
Symarip,
James White and The Blacks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mandrill,
This Heat,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
10cc,
Sun City Girls,
Roy Ayers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Electric Prunes,
Tears for Fears,
Lou Christie,
Ultra Naté,
The Five Americans,
China Crisis,
The Sonics,
Bill Near,
Scientists,
Derrick May,
Popol Vuh,
Au Pairs,
Jacques Brel,
The Buckinghams,
Essential Logic,
Television,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Colin Newman,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.