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 Nauru and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Rekid to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Amon Düül,
Barry Ungar,
Fatback Band,
Essential Logic,
Judy Mowatt,
Adolescents,
Gang of Four,
Supertramp,
Visage,
Thompson Twins,
Altered Images,
Lightning Bolt,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Camouflage,
Gong,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Roy Ayers,
Don Cherry,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sandy B,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Human League,
Con Funk Shun,
Warsaw,
Nils Olav,
Prince Buster,
The Remains,
Average White Band,
Pantaleimon,
Magma,
Drexciya,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Radio Birdman,
Crash Course in Science,
The Seeds,
Ice-T,
Iggy Pop,
Nirvana,
Kerrie Biddell,
Roxette,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Zapp,
Flash Fearless,
Barbara Tucker,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Icehouse,
Young Marble Giants,
Public Enemy,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Monks,
The Gun Club,
Babytalk,
Byron Stingily,
Stiv Bators,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Nico,
Sound Behaviour,
Jesper Dahlback,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Slits,
The Cure,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.