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 Honduras and from Portland.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the 808 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 Eric B and Rakim to the disco 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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bluetip,
Bill Wells,
KRS-One,
F. McDonald,
The Red Krayola,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Make Up,
Danielle Patucci,
Fatback Band,
Infiniti,
Eric Dolphy,
Sällskapet,
K-Klass,
Outsiders,
Wings,
One Last Wish,
Donald Byrd,
Scan 7,
Pierre Henry,
Piero Umiliani,
Scion,
Sound Behaviour,
Cymande,
Man Parrish,
Todd Terry,
Soul Sonic Force,
Hardrive,
Kevin Saunderson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bronski Beat,
Donny Hathaway,
DJ Sneak,
Dorothy Ashby,
David McCallum,
Massinfluence,
L. Decosne,
Accadde A,
Ossler,
New Order,
Bob Dylan,
These Immortal Souls,
Youth Brigade,
Archie Shepp,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Negative Approach,
EPMD,
Goldenarms,
Sixth Finger,
The Litter,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Reagan Youth,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Walker Brothers,
Skarface,
Crispian St. Peters,
Johnny Osbourne,
Yusef Lateef,
Newcleus,
Aural Exciters,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.