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 Venezuela and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Country Teasers to the punk 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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
48th St. Collective,
Matthew Bourne,
Altered Images,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gabor Szabo,
Urselle,
The Searchers,
Fear,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jacob Miller,
Rotary Connection,
Vainqueur,
Jandek,
The Evens,
X-102,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Bar-Kays,
Piero Umiliani,
The Dave Clark Five,
Colin Newman,
Half Japanese,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Youth Brigade,
The Happenings,
Donald Byrd,
Royal Trux,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eurythmics,
Silicon Teens,
Sexual Harrassment,
Das Ding,
Soulsonic Force,
MDC,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Wake,
Sound Behaviour,
Eli Mardock,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kayak,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Franke,
The Electric Prunes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
AZ,
The Star Department,
Lakeside,
Second Layer,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Stetsasonic,
DJ Sneak,
Minutemen,
The Leaves,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.