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 South Sudan and from Accra.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Fall to the dance 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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Carl Craig record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Model 500,
The Wake,
Lightning Bolt,
Stiv Bators,
The Moody Blues,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Marvin Gaye,
Infiniti,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rekid,
Audionom,
Marc Almond,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Derrick Morgan,
Nirvana,
Dawn Penn,
Sarah Menescal,
Brass Construction,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Cure,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
In Retrospect,
Piero Umiliani,
Donald Byrd,
The Barracudas,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tears for Fears,
Scratch Acid,
Sällskapet,
Jeru the Damaja,
June Days,
PIL,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Alarm Clocks,
Amon Düül,
Lalann,
Amon Düül II,
Das Ding,
The Angels of Light,
The Human League,
Trumans Water,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pierre Henry,
Animal Collective,
Sister Nancy,
Nick Fraelich,
Morten Harket,
The Misunderstood,
Tomorrow,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Brick,
The Fugs,
Avey Tare,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ohio Players,
The Evens,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bronski Beat,
Ronan,
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.