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 Sri Lanka and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 organ 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 The Slackers to the grime 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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Danielle Patucci,
U.S. Maple,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Pop Group,
Rekid,
June of 44,
Ultimate Spinach,
Pere Ubu,
Dead Boys,
Aaron Thompson,
Johnny Osbourne,
Harmonia,
June Days,
Peter and Kerry,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Fuzztones,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nils Olav,
ABC,
Young Marble Giants,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pierre Henry,
Kool Moe Dee,
Funkadelic,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eric Copeland,
Surgeon,
Crispy Ambulance,
Soul II Soul,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Birthday Party,
Lalann,
The Blues Magoos,
The Slackers,
The Kinks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Donny Hathaway,
Morten Harket,
Average White Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Brass Construction,
MDC,
Kenny Larkin,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Yusef Lateef,
Wings,
The Invisible,
John Lydon,
Colin Newman,
The Litter,
Erykah Badu,
Arab on Radar,
Scratch Acid,
Aloha Tigers,
the Fania All-Stars,
Agent Orange,
Gong,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.