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 Cairo.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manchester.
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 theremin 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 Ultimate Spinach to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
Deepchord,
Buzzcocks,
Wire,
Excepter,
the Sonics,
Henry Cow,
Kaleidoscope,
Second Layer,
Bill Near,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Max Romeo,
The Vogues,
Matthew Halsall,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
UT,
Roy Ayers,
The Remains,
The United States of America,
The Victims,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Wake,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ultra Naté,
James White and The Blacks,
The Durutti Column,
Bobby Sherman,
Dennis Brown,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Stetsasonic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dorothy Ashby,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bronski Beat,
The Gladiators,
Depeche Mode,
Aloha Tigers,
Little Man,
Isaac Hayes,
10cc,
The Star Department,
The Last Poets,
Godley & Creme,
X-Ray Spex,
Morten Harket,
AZ,
Audionom,
Pylon,
Andrew Hill,
Sonic Youth,
Swans,
Piero Umiliani,
Jimmy McGriff,
Harmonia,
Pet Shop Boys,
Skarface,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Warsaw,
Marine Girls,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.