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 South Sudan and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Toronto.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Camberwell Now to the rap 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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Evens,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ice-T,
Aaron Thompson,
Jacques Brel,
The Modern Lovers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Khruangbin,
Television Personalities,
Gerry Rafferty,
Qualms,
The Durutti Column,
Graham Central Station,
The Doors,
Bobby Byrd,
New Age Steppers,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Star Department,
the Human League,
Swans,
Faust,
Echospace,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Detroit Cobras,
Outsiders,
Franke,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
John Holt,
Archie Shepp,
Theoretical Girls,
The Birthday Party,
This Heat,
The Skatalites,
Duran Duran,
Section 25,
Glambeats Corp.,
Au Pairs,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lou Reed,
UT,
Ronnie Foster,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Masters at Work,
Zero Boys,
The Toasters,
Youth Brigade,
X-101,
Rotary Connection,
Idris Muhammad,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ituana,
Absolute Body Control,
Moby Grape,
The Barracudas,
Malaria!,
Sixth Finger,
FM Einheit,
Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar.
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.