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 Kiribati and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 sitar 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 Robert Görl to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
Rufus Thomas,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Barracudas,
June of 44,
The Golliwogs,
Nico,
The Happenings,
The Names,
Silicon Teens,
Rites of Spring,
Mars,
Tomorrow,
Echospace,
Brass Construction,
Warsaw,
Wings,
Arthur Verocai,
DNA,
Soul II Soul,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fat Boys,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Dead C,
The Star Department,
Colin Newman,
Kool Moe Dee,
Yaz,
Eurythmics,
10cc,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Joensuu 1685,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Blake Baxter,
Niagra,
Black Sheep,
Schoolly D,
Radiohead,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Make Up,
Michelle Simonal,
Television,
Rakim,
the Association,
Junior Murvin,
Moebius,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Liliput,
Lou Reed,
Deadbeat,
The Cowsills,
UT,
Gichy Dan,
Eve St. Jones,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Whodini,
Stetsasonic,
Dark Day,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.