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 United States and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 marimba 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 Jeru the Damaja to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Alton Ellis,
The Doors,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Liliput,
The Last Poets,
Symarip,
Ice-T,
ABBA,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lebanon Hanover,
Grandmaster Flash,
Alice Coltrane,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
H. Thieme,
Ludus,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Scratch Acid,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kas Product,
Supertramp,
Ronnie Foster,
The Skatalites,
Skaos,
Public Enemy,
The Searchers,
Oblivians,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pantytec,
Tommy Roe,
Groovy Waters,
Agent Orange,
Minny Pops,
Iggy Pop,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cecil Taylor,
B.T. Express,
Shuggie Otis,
Flash Fearless,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bootsy Collins,
the Soft Cell,
Nirvana,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Q and Not U,
Janne Schatter,
Fela Kuti,
The Slackers,
Roxette,
The Raincoats,
The Fire Engines,
Panda Bear,
The Dead C,
Mr. Review,
Make Up,
The Alarm Clocks,
EPMD,
Rites of Spring,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.