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 Argentina and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Thompson Twins to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Gun Club,
T.S.O.L.,
The Trojans,
L. Decosne,
Matthew Bourne,
Spandau Ballet,
Nirvana,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Chrome,
Cybotron,
The Toasters,
Neu!,
Matthew Halsall,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Amon Düül II,
Juan Atkins,
Piero Umiliani,
Motorama,
Desert Stars,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Cluster,
Bobby Womack,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fad Gadget,
Pere Ubu,
Magma,
Crispy Ambulance,
Graham Central Station,
Franke,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Alton Ellis,
The Fuzztones,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Technova,
Prince Buster,
Wasted Youth,
Barry Ungar,
Nils Olav,
Tubeway Army,
The Invisible,
The Neon Judgement,
Yusef Lateef,
Michelle Simonal,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lebanon Hanover,
Andrew Hill,
Niagra,
The Monks,
Charles Mingus,
Duran Duran,
Scott Walker,
The Cure,
Sonic Youth,
MDC,
The Divine Comedy,
Kayak,
8 Eyed Spy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.