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 Iraq and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Stockholm.
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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Trumans Water to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Letta Mbulu. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Juan Atkins 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
In Retrospect,
Bobby Womack,
Bill Wells,
Radiohead,
Aloha Tigers,
Quadrant,
The American Breed,
Delon & Dalcan,
Alice Coltrane,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
F. McDonald,
Sound Behaviour,
Erasure,
Von Mondo,
Warsaw,
Bobby Byrd,
Slave,
Vainqueur,
8 Eyed Spy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Stereo Dub,
Roxy Music,
Robert Hood,
Matthew Halsall,
The Kinks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Soul II Soul,
Black Bananas,
Masters at Work,
Basic Channel,
The Selecter,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Durutti Column,
Yazoo,
Sight & Sound,
Intrusion,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Alphaville,
Subhumans,
L. Decosne,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
World's Most,
Oblivians,
Popol Vuh,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Shadows of Knight,
Shoche,
Loose Ends,
The Mummies,
Eli Mardock,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bill Near,
Public Enemy,
Skarface,
Arthur Verocai,
The Fuzztones,
Lightning Bolt,
Livin' Joy,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.