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 Congo and from Delhi.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Shanghai.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Absolute Body Control to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every London Community Gospel Choir 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
Basic Channel,
the Human League,
Depeche Mode,
The Birthday Party,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lalann,
The Monochrome Set,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Yellowson,
The Names,
Kaleidoscope,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Reuben Wilson,
Bauhaus,
Second Layer,
Fat Boys,
The Invisible,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
T.S.O.L.,
Dawn Penn,
Liliput,
The Leaves,
The Star Department,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Shuggie Otis,
The Skatalites,
The Gap Band,
Negative Approach,
Matthew Bourne,
Yazoo,
Godley & Creme,
The Slackers,
Black Sheep,
Johnny Clarke,
The Dirtbombs,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Bar-Kays,
Rotary Connection,
Mo-Dettes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sun City Girls,
Skriet,
Jeru the Damaja,
Deakin,
Bluetip,
Juan Atkins,
The Residents,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Grass Roots,
David Axelrod,
Lebanon Hanover,
Funkadelic,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sandy B,
Byron Stingily,
Letta Mbulu,
Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys.
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.