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 Iceland and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 harpsichord 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Oppenheimer Analysis. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a LL Cool J record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Pharoah Sanders,
Trumans Water,
Connie Case,
Drive Like Jehu,
B.T. Express,
Sound Behaviour,
the Slits,
DNA,
Freddie Wadling,
Country Teasers,
Johnny Clarke,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Mighty Diamonds,
JFA,
Television Personalities,
Arcadia,
the Germs,
Fatback Band,
The Wake,
Rekid,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Crooked Eye,
ABC,
Sonic Youth,
Can,
Intrusion,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
K-Klass,
Audionom,
Ronan,
Eli Mardock,
The Motions,
The Angels of Light,
Susan Cadogan,
Brick,
Erykah Badu,
Scan 7,
Traffic Nightmare,
Steve Hackett,
The Slackers,
Simply Red,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
New Age Steppers,
The Walker Brothers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Raincoats,
Laurel Aitken,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Vogues,
The Cowsills,
Ludus,
R.M.O.,
Hot Snakes,
The Moleskins,
Von Mondo,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.