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 Mongolia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 CMW to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Popol Vuh,
Joensuu 1685,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pylon,
Roxette,
Michelle Simonal,
Fear,
Quando Quango,
the Normal,
Half Japanese,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Invisible,
Idris Muhammad,
Gerry Rafferty,
Malaria!,
Oneida,
Johnny Osbourne,
8 Eyed Spy,
Robert Görl,
The Residents,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
EPMD,
Underground Resistance,
Model 500,
Fluxion,
The Grass Roots,
Big Daddy Kane,
Wally Richardson,
Pierre Henry,
The Misunderstood,
the Sonics,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sight & Sound,
the Human League,
Sister Nancy,
Scion,
Qualms,
Theoretical Girls,
Camberwell Now,
Hot Snakes,
Livin' Joy,
Derrick May,
Colin Newman,
Suburban Knight,
New Age Steppers,
Aswad,
The Gories,
Unwound,
Guru Guru,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Fuzztones,
Cluster,
Dead Boys,
Gil Scott Heron,
kango's stein massive,
Ossler,
Boz Scaggs,
Black Sheep,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Reuben Wilson,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.