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 Sweden and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 808 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 F. McDonald to the techno 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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Talk Talk,
Deakin,
MC5,
Marvin Gaye,
The Toasters,
T. Rex,
Grauzone,
The Stooges,
Qualms,
Nils Olav,
New Order,
Alton Ellis,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Michelle Simonal,
Chris & Cosey,
Pole,
Tropical Tobacco,
Anthony Braxton,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jacob Miller,
Dave Gahan,
Heaven 17,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Section 25,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rod Modell,
The Smiths,
David McCallum,
The Cure,
The Barracudas,
The Litter,
Metal Thangz,
World's Most,
Easy Going,
The Sound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nas,
Dorothy Ashby,
Saccharine Trust,
EPMD,
Gang Gang Dance,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Minnie Riperton,
The J.B.'s,
Brothers Johnson,
Pussy Galore,
Kool Moe Dee,
Dawn Penn,
Roger Hodgson,
June of 44,
Roy Ayers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Babytalk,
Electric Prunes,
AZ,
Black Flag,
Moby Grape,
Livin' Joy,
Eurythmics,
Janne Schatter,
Lyres,
Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith.
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.