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 Canada and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Siglo XX to the techno 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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Remains,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ice-T,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Arthur Verocai,
Soft Cell,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Wire,
Hardrive,
Hashim,
Slave,
Nation of Ulysses,
Nico,
Pole,
Blossom Toes,
John Lydon,
Blake Baxter,
Pierre Henry,
Jerry's Kids,
The Slackers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Magazine,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ossler,
Joe Smooth,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Martian,
Fear,
Andrew Hill,
Matthew Halsall,
Patti Smith,
Shuggie Otis,
Roxy Music,
Fugazi,
Soft Machine,
Johnny Osbourne,
OOIOO,
The Smoke,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rakim,
Hasil Adkins,
Lower 48,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lalann,
Maurizio,
Sight & Sound,
Aswad,
The Busters,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dennis Brown,
Piero Umiliani,
Jacques Brel,
Schoolly D,
Malaria!,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bush Tetras,
The Monochrome Set,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.