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 Israel and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fatback Band,
Ken Boothe,
Matthew Halsall,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Zapp,
Mantronix,
The Fall,
T.S.O.L.,
Desert Stars,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Red Krayola,
Glambeats Corp.,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bobby Sherman,
Roger Hodgson,
The Wake,
R.M.O.,
Khruangbin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Radiopuhelimet,
Joensuu 1685,
Deadbeat,
The Star Department,
Crispian St. Peters,
Swans,
Pet Shop Boys,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Trumans Water,
Cameo,
Lee Hazlewood,
Tres Demented,
Easy Going,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Leaves,
the Soft Cell,
Interpol,
The Sound,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Black Dice,
Ronnie Foster,
Index,
The Stooges,
Joe Finger,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pylon,
The Remains,
Neil Young,
Bizarre Inc.,
Dorothy Ashby,
Das Ding,
Groovy Waters,
Nils Olav,
Flash Fearless,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Isaac Hayes,
The Velvet Underground,
Bluetip,
The Knickerbockers,
Bob Dylan,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lakeside,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.