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 Brazil and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Kool Moe Dee to the techno 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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mission of Burma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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?
Moss Icon,
Siglo XX,
John Cale,
Drexciya,
Joe Smooth,
L. Decosne,
A Certain Ratio,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Boz Scaggs,
Glambeats Corp.,
DNA,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Matthew Halsall,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
AZ,
Los Fastidios,
Pet Shop Boys,
Soft Machine,
Tomorrow,
Brick,
Bluetip,
Absolute Body Control,
Supertramp,
Davy DMX,
Crime,
Roger Hodgson,
The Martian,
Blancmange,
Tubeway Army,
Slave,
The Remains,
Whodini,
Yazoo,
The Golliwogs,
the Association,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Liliput,
Main Source,
The Seeds,
Make Up,
Spoonie Gee,
Quantec,
Ossler,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Move,
Moebius,
Technova,
48th St. Collective,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Radiohead,
Pantaleimon,
Infiniti,
Von Mondo,
Agent Orange,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
B.T. Express,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.