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 Poland and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 808 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 The Durutti Column to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
FM Einheit,
The Slits,
Dennis Brown,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Josef K,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Danielle Patucci,
cv313,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Germs,
Subhumans,
Skriet,
Avey Tare,
Essential Logic,
The Fire Engines,
Television Personalities,
Lucky Dragons,
Hasil Adkins,
Ultra Naté,
Mary Jane Girls,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Surgeon,
One Last Wish,
Colin Newman,
Rhythm & Sound,
Man Parrish,
Siglo XX,
Stereo Dub,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Cymande,
Severed Heads,
Adolescents,
Spandau Ballet,
Kenny Larkin,
Todd Terry,
Schoolly D,
Oneida,
a-ha,
Arcadia,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Derrick Morgan,
Eric B and Rakim,
Panda Bear,
Amon Düül,
Donny Hathaway,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mo-Dettes,
LL Cool J,
Robert Hood,
Unwound,
Roger Hodgson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
David McCallum,
Soft Cell,
The Angels of Light,
Q and Not U,
Joy Division,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Inner City,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.