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 London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 harpsichord 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 Soul II Soul to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls 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?
Mark Hollis,
Black Pus,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Duran Duran,
The Index,
The Searchers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Liliput,
Marc Almond,
A Certain Ratio,
Niagra,
The Fortunes,
Trumans Water,
Matthew Halsall,
Subhumans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Red Krayola,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Todd Rundgren,
Johnny Clarke,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ornette Coleman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rapeman,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Freddie Wadling,
ABBA,
Bang On A Can,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crash Course in Science,
Arthur Verocai,
Ituana,
Eden Ahbez,
Buzzcocks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Massinfluence,
Cymande,
T. Rex,
Rosa Yemen,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Traffic Nightmare,
Scratch Acid,
Funkadelic,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Arab on Radar,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Aaron Thompson,
Byron Stingily,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
B.T. Express,
Gerry Rafferty,
Dorothy Ashby,
Essential Logic,
Fat Boys,
Todd Terry,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.