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 Somalia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 synthesizer 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 The Divine Comedy to the funk 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
The Selecter,
Accadde A,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Cramps,
Oblivians,
Scan 7,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Icehouse,
Bluetip,
JFA,
Stockholm Monsters,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Tres Demented,
Drexciya,
The Grass Roots,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Infiniti,
Sexual Harrassment,
Godley & Creme,
the Normal,
kango's stein massive,
Liliput,
Camouflage,
Gang Green,
Y Pants,
H. Thieme,
Unwound,
Isaac Hayes,
China Crisis,
Glenn Branca,
Index,
R.M.O.,
Colin Newman,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Crooked Eye,
Q and Not U,
Parry Music,
Jerry's Kids,
Trumans Water,
Johnny Osbourne,
Brick,
Depeche Mode,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Radio Birdman,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Wally Richardson,
The Blackbyrds,
Nik Kershaw,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kerri Chandler,
Rod Modell,
Loose Ends,
Fela Kuti,
Toni Rubio,
New Age Steppers,
Joyce Sims,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.