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 Kenya and from Johannesburg.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Robert Palmer 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 Cal Tjader to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
Monolake,
Nik Kershaw,
Skaos,
Rotary Connection,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Misunderstood,
Bluetip,
Television Personalities,
Eddi Front,
Judy Mowatt,
Jawbox,
Little Man,
Index,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ice-T,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Dorothy Ashby,
Charles Mingus,
The Toasters,
Henry Cow,
Underground Resistance,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Barclay James Harvest,
Stockholm Monsters,
John Coltrane,
Aaron Thompson,
Rosa Yemen,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Animal Collective,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Magma,
Rekid,
The Fall,
Echospace,
Malaria!,
Barbara Tucker,
Slick Rick,
Japan,
Vladislav Delay,
Excepter,
Toni Rubio,
Moebius,
Kenny Larkin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ornette Coleman,
Lower 48,
Kerri Chandler,
Scott Walker,
AZ,
Electric Prunes,
Soulsonic Force,
Morten Harket,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Durutti Column,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ludus,
The Barracudas,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.