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 Slovakia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Ronnie Foster to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Robert Görl,
Minny Pops,
DNA,
Jeff Mills,
The Young Rascals,
Camouflage,
Essential Logic,
Sarah Menescal,
L. Decosne,
Barrington Levy,
Average White Band,
Sällskapet,
The Cramps,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Icehouse,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Scratch Acid,
Reagan Youth,
The Fortunes,
Arcadia,
Monks,
Tubeway Army,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Magazine,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pylon,
Arab on Radar,
Morten Harket,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fugazi,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kayak,
Harpers Bizarre,
Johnny Clarke,
Lou Reed,
La Düsseldorf,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Velvet Underground,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Monolake,
Clear Light,
Gong,
CMW,
cv313,
Letta Mbulu,
The Real Kids,
Piero Umiliani,
Absolute Body Control,
Sound Behaviour,
Lindisfarne,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kerri Chandler,
Soulsonic Force,
Skaos,
Barry Ungar,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Invisible,
Godley & Creme,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.