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 Tunisia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 oboe 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 Nation of Ulysses to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fire Engines,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Second Layer,
Davy DMX,
Mandrill,
Zero Boys,
Prince Buster,
Deakin,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Birthday Party,
kango's stein massive,
DJ Style,
Janne Schatter,
Rekid,
Boredoms,
Drexciya,
Dawn Penn,
Jeff Mills,
Flipper,
Fatback Band,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Cowsills,
Absolute Body Control,
Rotary Connection,
JFA,
Amon Düül,
New Age Steppers,
Pantaleimon,
The Stooges,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Japan,
David Bowie,
Saccharine Trust,
Sällskapet,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Das Ding,
Crime,
Silicon Teens,
Fear,
Alton Ellis,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kenny Larkin,
New York Dolls,
the Human League,
Mantronix,
Drive Like Jehu,
Robert Hood,
Young Marble Giants,
Ohio Players,
Gong,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Mr. Review,
Patti Smith,
Donny Hathaway,
Public Image Ltd.,
Oblivians,
Althea and Donna,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.