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 Morocco and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Lou Reed 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 Desert Stars to the crunk 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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Altered Images record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
Fluxion,
Soulsonic Force,
The Blackbyrds,
Jacques Brel,
Television Personalities,
Isaac Hayes,
Warren Ellis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Pop Group,
E-Dancer,
Roger Hodgson,
The Birthday Party,
Darondo,
Joey Negro,
Con Funk Shun,
Minny Pops,
Magma,
Maurizio,
Bronski Beat,
The Busters,
Visage,
Masters at Work,
Bill Near,
The Dirtbombs,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Aloha Tigers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Barrington Levy,
Public Enemy,
Funky Four + One,
Boz Scaggs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lee Hazlewood,
AZ,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Camberwell Now,
Depeche Mode,
Moebius,
The Sonics,
Judy Mowatt,
The Zeros,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Reuben Wilson,
Ronnie Foster,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Move,
Animal Collective,
Cecil Taylor,
The Knickerbockers,
The Raincoats,
Section 25,
Alice Coltrane,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Associates,
Eve St. Jones,
Porter Ricks,
The Residents,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.