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 Belarus and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 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 Rakim to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mars,
Colin Newman,
Inner City,
The Smiths,
Hasil Adkins,
Vladislav Delay,
Sun City Girls,
X-Ray Spex,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fluxion,
Fort Wilson Riot,
X-102,
Animal Collective,
Peter and Kerry,
The Cowsills,
Jandek,
Chris Corsano,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Evens,
Arthur Verocai,
Blancmange,
The Divine Comedy,
Wire,
The United States of America,
Camouflage,
the Normal,
Echospace,
The Velvet Underground,
Radio Birdman,
Scion,
John Foxx,
Johnny Clarke,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Idris Muhammad,
Anakelly,
Mandrill,
E-Dancer,
The Mojo Men,
Ultra Naté,
Matthew Halsall,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Brick,
Television Personalities,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Matthew Bourne,
Funkadelic,
cv313,
Gang Gang Dance,
Black Sheep,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Association,
DJ Style,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Harmonia,
The Motions,
Roxette,
Second Layer,
Crooked Eye,
Index,
Wally Richardson,
Icehouse,
48th St. Collective,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.