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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Amazonics to the jazz 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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spoonie Gee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Motorama,
Arthur Verocai,
Livin' Joy,
Brand Nubian,
Crooked Eye,
The Velvet Underground,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Dave Clark Five,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
the Normal,
Pole,
Duran Duran,
Scott Walker,
Idris Muhammad,
Rapeman,
Dorothy Ashby,
Theoretical Girls,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Niagra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Parry Music,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gastr Del Sol,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Sound,
Public Image Ltd.,
Aural Exciters,
The Misunderstood,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Can,
Lalann,
Nas,
Mary Jane Girls,
Nils Olav,
the Bar-Kays,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
This Heat,
Peter & Gordon,
R.M.O.,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
T. Rex,
X-101,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jimmy McGriff,
Joy Division,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dawn Penn,
the Slits,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ohio Players,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Frankie Knuckles,
Second Layer,
CMW,
MC5,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.