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 Norway and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 clarinet 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 Bad Manners to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Ken Boothe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Dead Boys,
Anakelly,
Outsiders,
Skaos,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Trojans,
Au Pairs,
Aloha Tigers,
The Smoke,
Soft Cell,
Ultimate Spinach,
Leonard Cohen,
The Dead C,
Erykah Badu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Quadrant,
Dark Day,
E-Dancer,
Crispian St. Peters,
Niagra,
Chris & Cosey,
Cluster,
The Litter,
Icehouse,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Stooges,
Barrington Levy,
Oblivians,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Radio Birdman,
Circle Jerks,
Moby Grape,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Fad Gadget,
Young Marble Giants,
Scrapy,
Mary Jane Girls,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Walker Brothers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Brass Construction,
Harry Pussy,
Agent Orange,
Half Japanese,
Yazoo,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bob Dylan,
U.S. Maple,
Fugazi,
Danielle Patucci,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
X-101,
Crash Course in Science,
Erasure,
Lou Christie,
Sparks,
Sandy B,
DJ Style,
The Wake,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.