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 Namibia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Electric Prunes to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Public Enemy,
Electric Prunes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sex Pistols,
Joe Finger,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Gladiators,
The Golliwogs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lakeside,
Joe Smooth,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kurtis Blow,
Matthew Halsall,
Whodini,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jacques Brel,
Bobby Womack,
Nils Olav,
Cybotron,
Swans,
Roy Ayers,
ABBA,
The Birthday Party,
Black Moon,
Leonard Cohen,
X-101,
The Searchers,
Loose Ends,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Monochrome Set,
Janne Schatter,
The Blackbyrds,
Sly & The Family Stone,
John Lydon,
Gang Starr,
Laurel Aitken,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kas Product,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Traffic Nightmare,
Yaz,
Y Pants,
Pierre Henry,
Marc Almond,
Freddie Wadling,
Minny Pops,
Franke,
Khruangbin,
Warren Ellis,
Peter & Gordon,
Guru Guru,
David Bowie,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Barracudas,
Lungfish,
Excepter,
Groovy Waters,
Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.
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.