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 Algeria and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Neu! to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Absolute Body Control,
Tomorrow,
Bobby Sherman,
Curtis Mayfield,
Easy Going,
Massinfluence,
Ken Boothe,
Cybotron,
Toni Rubio,
Section 25,
Leonard Cohen,
ABBA,
The Skatalites,
R.M.O.,
Niagra,
Eddi Front,
The Stooges,
Rosa Yemen,
Kayak,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Franke,
Camouflage,
Andrew Hill,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gang of Four,
The Leaves,
Smog,
The Gladiators,
Hoover,
Pierre Henry,
Kerri Chandler,
Buzzcocks,
Porter Ricks,
Pulsallama,
Oneida,
Tres Demented,
Glambeats Corp.,
Susan Cadogan,
Sound Behaviour,
the Human League,
Connie Case,
Eve St. Jones,
The Offenders,
Alphaville,
Popol Vuh,
Charles Mingus,
Alice Coltrane,
Peter & Gordon,
Tears for Fears,
FM Einheit,
The Fortunes,
Al Stewart,
Jacob Miller,
Brick,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Simply Red,
Make Up,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Suburban Knight,
The Doors,
The Toasters,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.