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 Luxembourg and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Althea and Donna to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Jimmy McGriff,
Panda Bear,
Zero Boys,
Isaac Hayes,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Khruangbin,
DJ Sneak,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Country Teasers,
Sight & Sound,
The Golliwogs,
Sonny Sharrock,
Arthur Verocai,
Robert Hood,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Blake Baxter,
Newcleus,
Pantytec,
The Five Americans,
The Monochrome Set,
Junior Murvin,
Slave,
Ludus,
Judy Mowatt,
Archie Shepp,
The Mummies,
Depeche Mode,
Blossom Toes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Walker Brothers,
Hashim,
Cluster,
Theoretical Girls,
Sandy B,
Cymande,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mars,
Con Funk Shun,
Technova,
The Real Kids,
Alphaville,
Fat Boys,
Joy Division,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pharoah Sanders,
Deakin,
the Bar-Kays,
X-102,
The Pop Group,
Moss Icon,
Buzzcocks,
Chrome,
X-101,
ABBA,
Kaleidoscope,
Shuggie Otis,
The Last Poets,
The Techniques,
Bobby Hutcherson,
cv313,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.