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 Mali and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Seoul and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Lou Reed 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 Byron Stingily to the disco 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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Bill Wells,
Black Moon,
Nils Olav,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Spoonie Gee,
The Doobie Brothers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Blancmange,
Warren Ellis,
Soft Machine,
Lou Christie,
Q65,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Fania All-Stars,
Underground Resistance,
Bobby Byrd,
John Cale,
The Count Five,
Panda Bear,
Sparks,
Drive Like Jehu,
T.S.O.L.,
Siglo XX,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Newcleus,
Bootsy Collins,
Kerrie Biddell,
DNA,
Marine Girls,
Janne Schatter,
Zero Boys,
The Shadows of Knight,
Vladislav Delay,
The Leaves,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Bananas,
Aloha Tigers,
Rapeman,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mary Jane Girls,
ABBA,
Sonny Sharrock,
Brothers Johnson,
Aswad,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Golliwogs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Funkadelic,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bauhaus,
Mad Mike,
Electric Prunes,
Kaleidoscope,
The Real Kids,
Roxette,
The Litter,
Mark Hollis,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd.
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.