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 Morocco and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 organ 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Archie Shepp,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
ABC,
Kayak,
Crime,
Funkadelic,
Mantronix,
Albert Ayler,
Arab on Radar,
Johnny Osbourne,
Zero Boys,
Monks,
Judy Mowatt,
Chrome,
Electric Prunes,
Duran Duran,
Barry Ungar,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
In Retrospect,
Bootsy Collins,
Au Pairs,
Sugar Minott,
Gabor Szabo,
Jeff Mills,
Bush Tetras,
the Bar-Kays,
Angry Samoans,
Bronski Beat,
Lindisfarne,
Rakim,
Procol Harum,
Monolake,
Max Romeo,
FM Einheit,
Ronan,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Robert Hood,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Royal Trux,
Bauhaus,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Simply Red,
Fear,
Infiniti,
Skarface,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Black Bananas,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kaleidoscope,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sixth Finger,
Nils Olav,
Ultra Naté,
Amazonics,
Yusef Lateef,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lightning Bolt,
Iggy Pop,
Darondo,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.