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 Hungary and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Columbus.
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 güiro 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 Neu! to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Funky Four + One,
Skarface,
Lee Hazlewood,
Procol Harum,
Severed Heads,
Technova,
Audionom,
The Wake,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kool Moe Dee,
Oneida,
Peter & Gordon,
John Foxx,
These Immortal Souls,
Negative Approach,
Con Funk Shun,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
U.S. Maple,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Misunderstood,
Groovy Waters,
The Mummies,
Simply Red,
Goldenarms,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Infiniti,
Chrome,
Malaria!,
Pylon,
MDC,
The Real Kids,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bill Wells,
Andrew Hill,
The Divine Comedy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Monks,
New Order,
The Vogues,
Harry Pussy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Popol Vuh,
Tears for Fears,
Minnie Riperton,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Roxy Music,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Soul II Soul,
Flash Fearless,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Erasure,
Crime,
Hasil Adkins,
Pussy Galore,
Fat Boys,
Bob Dylan,
Crash Course in Science,
Yellowson,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.