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 Mauritania and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rhythm & Sound to the crunk 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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Cheater Slicks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Barrington Levy,
The Associates,
One Last Wish,
Circle Jerks,
Thee Headcoats,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sex Pistols,
Fluxion,
Quando Quango,
Archie Shepp,
Whodini,
Althea and Donna,
David Bowie,
Laurel Aitken,
Liliput,
Camberwell Now,
Public Image Ltd.,
Fatback Band,
Throbbing Gristle,
Cybotron,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Lucky Dragons,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Dave Gahan,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Trojans,
The Dave Clark Five,
Black Pus,
Animal Collective,
Organ,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Josef K,
UT,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Radio Birdman,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Mars,
Oblivians,
Section 25,
Nation of Ulysses,
Robert Hood,
Stereo Dub,
Charles Mingus,
Barclay James Harvest,
Boz Scaggs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Visage,
The Index,
Black Sheep,
Spandau Ballet,
Arab on Radar,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
This Heat,
Bobby Womack,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.