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 Mali and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the marimba 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 a-ha to the grime 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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All Barry Ungar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ice-T,
Ituana,
Pantytec,
Brass Construction,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ultravox,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jerry's Kids,
Adolescents,
Soft Cell,
Ash Ra Tempel,
La Düsseldorf,
The Cramps,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Barry Ungar,
Royal Trux,
Von Mondo,
Rhythm & Sound,
June Days,
Moebius,
Bauhaus,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Human League,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kas Product,
Symarip,
Schoolly D,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Peter and Kerry,
Saccharine Trust,
Eli Mardock,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Tremeloes,
Cluster,
The Kinks,
China Crisis,
Hoover,
Country Teasers,
Joe Smooth,
The Birthday Party,
Freddie Wadling,
Simply Red,
Bad Manners,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gabor Szabo,
Toni Rubio,
Danielle Patucci,
Lucky Dragons,
Television Personalities,
The Young Rascals,
Jeff Mills,
David Bowie,
Swans,
The Dirtbombs,
Masters at Work,
Audionom,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Raincoats,
Brick,
Second Layer,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.