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 Malta and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Camberwell Now to the rock 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 Camouflage. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hoover,
Sister Nancy,
Jeru the Damaja,
Peter and Kerry,
Roxy Music,
Gang Gang Dance,
The American Breed,
Liliput,
Guru Guru,
Simply Red,
Pierre Henry,
Stereo Dub,
Fugazi,
Rufus Thomas,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bad Manners,
Supertramp,
Agent Orange,
Popol Vuh,
Aswad,
Tres Demented,
Soul II Soul,
Sun City Girls,
Circle Jerks,
DJ Style,
The Fortunes,
Negative Approach,
Public Enemy,
Scientists,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Knickerbockers,
Soul Sonic Force,
EPMD,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Moebius,
The Fuzztones,
Aloha Tigers,
T.S.O.L.,
PIL,
Slave,
Amon Düül,
Arab on Radar,
Sound Behaviour,
Alphaville,
The Music Machine,
Marine Girls,
Agitation Free,
Marcia Griffiths,
Whodini,
Yaz,
LL Cool J,
the Bar-Kays,
John Coltrane,
Audionom,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Television Personalities,
Second Layer,
Dawn Penn,
Ultravox,
AZ,
The Dirtbombs,
A Certain Ratio,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.