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 Jamaica and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 guitar 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 Soft Machine to the techno 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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Soul II Soul,
Monks,
Piero Umiliani,
Joe Finger,
Lalo Schifrin,
Derrick Morgan,
Scientists,
Mary Jane Girls,
Susan Cadogan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Smog,
E-Dancer,
Whodini,
Depeche Mode,
Sight & Sound,
The Barracudas,
The Doors,
Deakin,
Das Ding,
Todd Terry,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
This Heat,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Peter and Kerry,
Roxette,
The Techniques,
Average White Band,
ABBA,
The Divine Comedy,
Von Mondo,
Rotary Connection,
Sam Rivers,
The Knickerbockers,
Bill Near,
Quando Quango,
Rakim,
Gong,
The Mighty Diamonds,
OOIOO,
Bobby Womack,
The Gun Club,
Technova,
KRS-One,
The Fugs,
Procol Harum,
Sex Pistols,
Fugazi,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Yusef Lateef,
The Residents,
Maleditus Sound,
Graham Central Station,
F. McDonald,
The Monks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Charles Mingus,
The Offenders,
Deadbeat,
Chris & Cosey,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.