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 Mali and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Flamin' Groovies to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sonic Youth,
Banda Bassotti,
Main Source,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Model 500,
The Last Poets,
Y Pants,
Jandek,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Arcadia,
Spoonie Gee,
OOIOO,
Kool Moe Dee,
Colin Newman,
Kaleidoscope,
Pere Ubu,
Stetsasonic,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Joey Negro,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lungfish,
Davy DMX,
Unwound,
Funkadelic,
Cymande,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Hasil Adkins,
Whodini,
The Modern Lovers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Brothers Johnson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mission of Burma,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Smiths,
Buzzcocks,
Sällskapet,
Sun City Girls,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Deepchord,
One Last Wish,
Derrick Morgan,
Livin' Joy,
Godley & Creme,
Todd Rundgren,
Joyce Sims,
Brand Nubian,
Avey Tare,
Mark Hollis,
Donald Byrd,
Shuggie Otis,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Trojans,
Kas Product,
The Slackers,
Moebius,
Smog,
Henry Cow,
Bill Wells,
Nico,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.