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 Russia and from New York.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 oboe 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 Black Sheep to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
The Blues Magoos,
Depeche Mode,
Rhythm & Sound,
Goldenarms,
Mantronix,
Soft Machine,
Bobby Byrd,
Kerrie Biddell,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jesper Dahlback,
LL Cool J,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Brick,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Peter & Gordon,
Junior Murvin,
the Germs,
Nick Fraelich,
cv313,
Aural Exciters,
Lucky Dragons,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bang On A Can,
Heaven 17,
Stetsasonic,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Maleditus Sound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Niagra,
Barbara Tucker,
Easy Going,
Talk Talk,
F. McDonald,
Funky Four + One,
Swans,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ossler,
Gerry Rafferty,
Zero Boys,
Crispy Ambulance,
Barrington Levy,
Sällskapet,
The Happenings,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Albert Ayler,
Surgeon,
Bush Tetras,
Hardrive,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kas Product,
Siglo XX,
Arab on Radar,
Warren Ellis,
Grey Daturas,
Deakin,
Grauzone,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.