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 Botswana and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Robert Palmer 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 Intrusion to the disco 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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minnie Riperton 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Roxette,
Gastr Del Sol,
Brick,
Marine Girls,
The Angels of Light,
Man Eating Sloth,
Procol Harum,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Young Rascals,
Sister Nancy,
The Birthday Party,
Susan Cadogan,
Fluxion,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Darondo,
The Fire Engines,
Pere Ubu,
Visage,
Skaos,
Charles Mingus,
Mo-Dettes,
Sparks,
The Blues Magoos,
The Motions,
Oblivians,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Anthony Braxton,
the Slits,
James White and The Blacks,
Anakelly,
Roxy Music,
This Heat,
Ossler,
AZ,
Cheater Slicks,
The Litter,
The Walker Brothers,
Isaac Hayes,
Hot Snakes,
Brothers Johnson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Detroit Cobras,
Aaron Thompson,
Public Enemy,
The Dirtbombs,
The Dead C,
Technova,
The Human League,
Matthew Halsall,
Loose Ends,
The Sonics,
Y Pants,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Quadrant,
Roy Ayers,
Nas,
Lightning Bolt,
Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls.
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.