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 Norway and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Symarip to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Red Krayola record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Amon Düül II,
The Cowsills,
Eric B and Rakim,
Y Pants,
Wasted Youth,
Shoche,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Das Ding,
X-Ray Spex,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Roy Ayers,
Charles Mingus,
Sandy B,
Yusef Lateef,
10cc,
Make Up,
Television Personalities,
Tubeway Army,
Audionom,
Warren Ellis,
Spoonie Gee,
Skaos,
The Martian,
Derrick Morgan,
Moss Icon,
Judy Mowatt,
Skriet,
In Retrospect,
Skarface,
Lower 48,
DJ Sneak,
Quantec,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Evens,
Marmalade,
Magma,
Sun City Girls,
Wally Richardson,
CMW,
KRS-One,
Tomorrow,
Todd Terry,
Swans,
Von Mondo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Fugazi,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Velvet Underground,
Erykah Badu,
Piero Umiliani,
The Blackbyrds,
The Index,
The Music Machine,
48th St. Collective,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Blake Baxter,
Radio Birdman,
Bob Dylan,
Boredoms,
Derrick May,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.