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 Nauru and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 clarinet 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 Bad Manners to the funk 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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Suburban Knight,
Sparks,
Fluxion,
KRS-One,
Tom Boy,
Roger Hodgson,
Davy DMX,
The Doobie Brothers,
Grauzone,
Joey Negro,
Alice Coltrane,
MC5,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eric B and Rakim,
Derrick May,
Camberwell Now,
The Flesh Eaters,
Radiohead,
ABC,
Ken Boothe,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rapeman,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sam Rivers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
H. Thieme,
June of 44,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Goldenarms,
Procol Harum,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Black Pus,
John Foxx,
John Coltrane,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Dirtbombs,
Duran Duran,
Donny Hathaway,
The Divine Comedy,
John Holt,
AZ,
JFA,
Rosa Yemen,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pet Shop Boys,
Scion,
Lalann,
PIL,
The Grass Roots,
Scott Walker,
Ten City,
Eve St. Jones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Wolf Eyes,
Crash Course in Science,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.