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 Malta and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 synthesizer 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 The Doors to the jazz 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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Lee Hazlewood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Kerri Chandler,
Crispy Ambulance,
Icehouse,
Tubeway Army,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eurythmics,
Silicon Teens,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Grauzone,
Lou Christie,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Vogues,
The Fortunes,
Erasure,
Darondo,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Spoonie Gee,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Index,
Essential Logic,
Kevin Saunderson,
Matthew Halsall,
John Cale,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Arthur Verocai,
Hot Snakes,
Prince Buster,
Interpol,
David Bowie,
The Durutti Column,
Stiv Bators,
Accadde A,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Trojans,
The Names,
FM Einheit,
E-Dancer,
John Lydon,
Tomorrow,
Blancmange,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joy Division,
Pulsallama,
Negative Approach,
Youth Brigade,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sixth Finger,
Soulsonic Force,
Eric Copeland,
The Black Dice,
The Invisible,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scan 7,
Joyce Sims,
Girls At Our Best!,
AZ,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.