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 Equatorial Guinea and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 John Coltrane to the grime 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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mission of Burma,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bill Wells,
Soul II Soul,
Lakeside,
Dorothy Ashby,
Donald Byrd,
The Offenders,
The Leaves,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Moss Icon,
Unrelated Segments,
The Index,
Rapeman,
Althea and Donna,
Public Image Ltd.,
Skarface,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Reagan Youth,
Marvin Gaye,
Marc Almond,
PIL,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Robert Hood,
Kayak,
Minor Threat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joyce Sims,
The Young Rascals,
Urselle,
Gang Green,
X-Ray Spex,
Au Pairs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dark Day,
Magazine,
Soulsonic Force,
Whodini,
Nirvana,
Con Funk Shun,
Johnny Osbourne,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gong,
A Certain Ratio,
Pierre Henry,
The Neon Judgement,
Soft Machine,
Television Personalities,
Max Romeo,
The Buckinghams,
Banda Bassotti,
Idris Muhammad,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
In Retrospect,
Smog,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pulsallama,
Erasure,
The Flesh Eaters,
Yellowson,
Magma,
Qualms,
Niagra,
Juan Atkins,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.