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 India and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 Lyon and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 snare 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 Shadows of Knight to the techno 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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Kurtis Blow,
Ronan,
Marvin Gaye,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Swans,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
James White and The Blacks,
Ten City,
Brick,
Amazonics,
Trumans Water,
F. McDonald,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Detroit Cobras,
Roxette,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Albert Ayler,
John Cale,
Lucky Dragons,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Livin' Joy,
Pole,
Joe Finger,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Easy Going,
Letta Mbulu,
Zero Boys,
Nico,
Avey Tare,
John Holt,
Moss Icon,
Amon Düül,
The Raincoats,
Hot Snakes,
Porter Ricks,
Sandy B,
Sound Behaviour,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Moby Grape,
The Fall,
Panda Bear,
Ludus,
The Skatalites,
Kevin Saunderson,
Oneida,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Grey Daturas,
10cc,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Wally Richardson,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jerry's Kids,
The Offenders,
Pierre Henry,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Peter and Kerry,
Bronski Beat,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Soul II Soul,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.