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 Suriname and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Roy Ayers to the crunk 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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Alarm Clocks,
the Bar-Kays,
Anakelly,
Terry Callier,
Janne Schatter,
Altered Images,
Idris Muhammad,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Angels of Light,
Bobby Sherman,
The Pop Group,
Easy Going,
Model 500,
10cc,
Bang On A Can,
Circle Jerks,
Rites of Spring,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Smoke,
Jawbox,
Frankie Knuckles,
Guru Guru,
Rosa Yemen,
the Sonics,
Gil Scott Heron,
Organ,
Scrapy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Carl Craig,
Kenny Larkin,
The Slackers,
Severed Heads,
The Fortunes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Zeros,
Matthew Halsall,
Gong,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
June of 44,
The Human League,
Delta 5,
Agitation Free,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Scan 7,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Inner City,
Roxette,
Ronnie Foster,
Gang Starr,
Schoolly D,
The Motions,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Real Kids,
Eli Mardock,
Hoover, Hoover, Hoover, Hoover.
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.