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 Saudi Arabia and from Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 güiro 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Prince Buster,
The Moody Blues,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nik Kershaw,
Roxette,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
A Certain Ratio,
China Crisis,
The Offenders,
Thompson Twins,
Monks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fugazi,
David McCallum,
Con Funk Shun,
Ken Boothe,
Lyres,
Loose Ends,
The Cure,
Gil Scott Heron,
Underground Resistance,
Reagan Youth,
The Flesh Eaters,
Pere Ubu,
Ossler,
Wally Richardson,
Cecil Taylor,
T. Rex,
Alison Limerick,
The Tremeloes,
Throbbing Gristle,
Malaria!,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
Scan 7,
Robert Hood,
Marvin Gaye,
the Association,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tomorrow,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Second Layer,
The New Christs,
This Heat,
The Mummies,
Roy Ayers,
The Barracudas,
Eric B and Rakim,
Patti Smith,
Amon Düül II,
Visage,
Wasted Youth,
The Seeds,
The Star Department,
Cheater Slicks,
Bush Tetras,
Archie Shepp,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.