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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 Madrid and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 harpsichord 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 Soulsonic Force to the grime 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 The Last Poets. All the underground hits.
All Richard Hell and the Voidoids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane 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 clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doors,
L. Decosne,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gang Green,
Malaria!,
Eve St. Jones,
Max Romeo,
Lou Reed,
Thompson Twins,
Harry Pussy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gastr Del Sol,
Black Moon,
Roy Ayers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Amazonics,
Porter Ricks,
The Index,
Eli Mardock,
Heaven 17,
Circle Jerks,
Rotary Connection,
The Pretty Things,
The Dave Clark Five,
Zero Boys,
Roxy Music,
Eric B and Rakim,
Angry Samoans,
Gang Starr,
DJ Sneak,
Amon Düül,
Slave,
Wolf Eyes,
The Buckinghams,
Warsaw,
Suburban Knight,
The Slackers,
The Fugs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Supertramp,
Erykah Badu,
Nik Kershaw,
X-102,
Wire,
June Days,
Sällskapet,
kango's stein massive,
Nils Olav,
Aural Exciters,
Funkadelic,
Silicon Teens,
The Searchers,
Television,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pere Ubu,
Ultra Naté,
Piero Umiliani,
Maurizio,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dead Boys,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.