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 Finland and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
World's Most,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Golliwogs,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gang Starr,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pet Shop Boys,
Japan,
New Order,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Joyce Sims,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Skatalites,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Stooges,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Easy Going,
Cymande,
Bobby Womack,
Little Man,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lalann,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Interpol,
ABC,
Television,
Gerry Rafferty,
DNA,
John Coltrane,
Bootsy Collins,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Average White Band,
Soulsonic Force,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Young Marble Giants,
The Seeds,
Mars,
The Human League,
the Germs,
Gabor Szabo,
Wings,
Can,
Wasted Youth,
Alison Limerick,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sun City Girls,
Oblivians,
Chrome,
Rapeman,
The Associates,
Rufus Thomas,
Scion,
The Beau Brummels,
Rhythm & Sound,
New York Dolls,
Spandau Ballet,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Marvin Gaye,
Gang of Four,
Patti Smith,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.