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 Andorra and from Lille.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 rhodes 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 David Bowie to the rock 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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Carl Craig,
H. Thieme,
Camberwell Now,
Nas,
Soft Machine,
Adolescents,
kango's stein massive,
Darondo,
Mr. Review,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Crispy Ambulance,
Wire,
Peter and Kerry,
Eric Copeland,
Stetsasonic,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gang of Four,
Rufus Thomas,
Sound Behaviour,
Amazonics,
Josef K,
Parry Music,
Sparks,
Whodini,
Lyres,
Junior Murvin,
Kenny Larkin,
Ronan,
Smog,
Jerry Gold Smith,
the Bar-Kays,
David Axelrod,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lalann,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aloha Tigers,
Bootsy Collins,
Mary Jane Girls,
Deakin,
Swans,
Pagans,
Derrick Morgan,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
June of 44,
Clear Light,
F. McDonald,
Lakeside,
Davy DMX,
Donny Hathaway,
Outsiders,
Depeche Mode,
Heaven 17,
Deadbeat,
Sister Nancy,
Rapeman,
Roy Ayers,
Kas Product,
The Gories,
New Order,
The Moleskins,
The Blackbyrds,
Ituana, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana.
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.