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 Egypt and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Vainqueur to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
The Golliwogs,
Ohio Players,
Flamin' Groovies,
Amon Düül,
Bill Near,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Hot Snakes,
Lakeside,
Eve St. Jones,
kango's stein massive,
Spoonie Gee,
Blossom Toes,
Amon Düül II,
Kerrie Biddell,
ABC,
Deakin,
Rekid,
Lou Reed,
Sugar Minott,
Soul II Soul,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Evens,
Gichy Dan,
Sparks,
Ossler,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Skriet,
Tropical Tobacco,
Terrestrial Tones,
Soul Sonic Force,
Fad Gadget,
Reagan Youth,
Sight & Sound,
JFA,
Echospace,
Eli Mardock,
Popol Vuh,
Shuggie Otis,
Groovy Waters,
Byron Stingily,
Clear Light,
The Beau Brummels,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Organ,
Ultimate Spinach,
Mark Hollis,
Jeru the Damaja,
Matthew Bourne,
Peter & Gordon,
Jeff Mills,
Sarah Menescal,
Dark Day,
The Modern Lovers,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Animal Collective,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.