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 Yemen and from Delhi.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Robert Palmer 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 Intrusion to the rap 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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bob Dylan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
DJ Sneak,
Steve Hackett,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Animal Collective,
Man Eating Sloth,
Traffic Nightmare,
Chrome,
The Vogues,
Arthur Verocai,
Prince Buster,
Black Flag,
Hashim,
Easy Going,
Suburban Knight,
Eve St. Jones,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Subhumans,
Joe Smooth,
Anakelly,
Rapeman,
X-Ray Spex,
the Human League,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Liliput,
Marmalade,
Technova,
Grey Daturas,
The Divine Comedy,
Frankie Knuckles,
Nirvana,
Ultravox,
Albert Ayler,
Soul II Soul,
Wasted Youth,
The Victims,
The New Christs,
The Angels of Light,
X-101,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Inner City,
The Martian,
Anthony Braxton,
Circle Jerks,
DJ Style,
Leonard Cohen,
48th St. Collective,
Adolescents,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Letta Mbulu,
Davy DMX,
The Move,
Dual Sessions,
Sight & Sound,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
H. Thieme,
ABBA,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Birthday Party,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.