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 Venezuela and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the jazz 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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
Lyres,
Heaven 17,
Brand Nubian,
DJ Style,
Average White Band,
Roxette,
Soul Sonic Force,
Joy Division,
Ludus,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pierre Henry,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
Half Japanese,
Circle Jerks,
Newcleus,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bill Wells,
The Toasters,
ABBA,
Livin' Joy,
The Neon Judgement,
Jacob Miller,
Soulsonic Force,
James White and The Blacks,
Ossler,
The Beau Brummels,
Rotary Connection,
Vainqueur,
Gang Starr,
Symarip,
MDC,
Infiniti,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Camouflage,
Quando Quango,
Cybotron,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Amon Düül II,
Lalann,
Gil Scott Heron,
Moss Icon,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
This Heat,
Marine Girls,
Marvin Gaye,
Pere Ubu,
Joe Smooth,
Los Fastidios,
Von Mondo,
The Victims,
Junior Murvin,
Animal Collective,
Urselle,
Al Stewart,
Rod Modell,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.