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 Ireland and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Carl Craig to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
Joe Smooth,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Litter,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Robert Hood,
Soft Machine,
Interpol,
Essential Logic,
The Grass Roots,
Niagra,
This Heat,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bobby Byrd,
Visage,
Maleditus Sound,
Crash Course in Science,
Todd Terry,
Metal Thangz,
Rotary Connection,
Crime,
Faraquet,
Sonny Sharrock,
Hot Snakes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Slave,
The United States of America,
Zapp,
Scrapy,
Babytalk,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Anakelly,
Flash Fearless,
The American Breed,
Angry Samoans,
Sparks,
Dark Day,
Gastr Del Sol,
Avey Tare,
Kayak,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Negative Approach,
The Blues Magoos,
Jacob Miller,
Wings,
It's A Beautiful Day,
cv313,
Q and Not U,
Radiopuhelimet,
Boz Scaggs,
Index,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Motorama,
Joe Finger,
The Music Machine,
Radiohead,
Arthur Verocai,
Yazoo,
B.T. Express,
Black Pus,
Toni Rubio,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.