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 Mongolia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Holger Czukay 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 Infiniti to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Clear Light,
Sarah Menescal,
Urselle,
Maurizio,
The Divine Comedy,
Stereo Dub,
8 Eyed Spy,
Radiohead,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Index,
Sex Pistols,
Ken Boothe,
Supertramp,
Fatback Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
New Age Steppers,
A Certain Ratio,
Second Layer,
Bill Near,
Godley & Creme,
Heaven 17,
Unwound,
The Pretty Things,
Glambeats Corp.,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Gories,
Leonard Cohen,
Crooked Eye,
Black Bananas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dennis Brown,
Y Pants,
The Move,
Scion,
Sight & Sound,
Television Personalities,
The Alarm Clocks,
Can,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
John Holt,
The Walker Brothers,
James White and The Blacks,
Jerry's Kids,
H. Thieme,
Connie Case,
Sexual Harrassment,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Blues Magoos,
Mars,
Eve St. Jones,
Pagans,
Yaz,
Public Image Ltd.,
X-102,
Qualms,
The Kinks,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bill Wells,
Anthony Braxton,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.