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 Tajikistan and from Manila.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 Derrick May to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
John Holt,
Subhumans,
Fad Gadget,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Invisible,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Skatalites,
Juan Atkins,
Spoonie Gee,
The Trojans,
Qualms,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Q65,
Newcleus,
Piero Umiliani,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Residents,
Crispian St. Peters,
Patti Smith,
Massinfluence,
Basic Channel,
Sight & Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Mighty Diamonds,
PIL,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Guru Guru,
Smog,
Moebius,
Kevin Saunderson,
Marshall Jefferson,
Audionom,
KRS-One,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bad Manners,
Man Parrish,
Josef K,
Pagans,
Delta 5,
The Motions,
Gastr Del Sol,
Circle Jerks,
Gil Scott Heron,
Khruangbin,
Archie Shepp,
L. Decosne,
The Searchers,
Livin' Joy,
B.T. Express,
Gichy Dan,
Von Mondo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
June Days,
Sugar Minott,
Technova,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.