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 Belize and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Fall to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Carl Craig record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gladiators,
Heaven 17,
Al Stewart,
Black Flag,
Frankie Knuckles,
Circle Jerks,
Warren Ellis,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Brass Construction,
The Young Rascals,
The Knickerbockers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Martian,
The Star Department,
Yusef Lateef,
Von Mondo,
DJ Style,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sight & Sound,
Babytalk,
Terrestrial Tones,
the Sonics,
Stereo Dub,
The Pop Group,
Pulsallama,
Danielle Patucci,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Toni Rubio,
A Certain Ratio,
Jandek,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Blues Magoos,
Delta 5,
Black Pus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cluster,
48th St. Collective,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lakeside,
Youth Brigade,
The Durutti Column,
The Buckinghams,
The Shadows of Knight,
New Age Steppers,
Tears for Fears,
The Cramps,
Scott Walker,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nils Olav,
The Fortunes,
Jeff Lynne,
Rufus Thomas,
Lindisfarne,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Schoolly D,
Magazine,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Yellowson,
The Sound,
Hashim,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.