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 Lesotho and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 mellotron 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 Stetsasonic to the rap 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sexual Harrassment,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Pop Group,
cv313,
Gang Gang Dance,
Faraquet,
Tomorrow,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pharoah Sanders,
Silicon Teens,
Oneida,
Television,
Johnny Clarke,
Derrick May,
Byron Stingily,
John Cale,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
MC5,
Q and Not U,
Rosa Yemen,
Outsiders,
Lalo Schifrin,
Alton Ellis,
The Trojans,
Skarface,
Fugazi,
Minny Pops,
Depeche Mode,
Davy DMX,
The Smiths,
Circle Jerks,
Slick Rick,
The Barracudas,
Kerrie Biddell,
Clear Light,
Drive Like Jehu,
Dark Day,
Newcleus,
Eli Mardock,
Duran Duran,
Sound Behaviour,
Wire,
Matthew Halsall,
The Angels of Light,
Robert Hood,
Infiniti,
Jeru the Damaja,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gregory Isaacs,
Donald Byrd,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sonny Sharrock,
This Heat,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Fall,
Rapeman,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Fuzztones,
Kenny Larkin,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.