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 East Timor and from Beijing.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 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 Toni Rubio to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Near,
James White and The Blacks,
Easy Going,
Graham Central Station,
Vainqueur,
The Gladiators,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jerry's Kids,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Marshall Jefferson,
Neil Young,
Neu!,
Delon & Dalcan,
Man Eating Sloth,
Josef K,
The Standells,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kas Product,
Sparks,
Joe Finger,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Dirtbombs,
Marvin Gaye,
The Human League,
Icehouse,
Grauzone,
The Fuzztones,
The Fall,
Cabaret Voltaire,
X-102,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fatback Band,
Matthew Halsall,
UT,
The Beau Brummels,
EPMD,
The Skatalites,
Patti Smith,
Faraquet,
Donny Hathaway,
Simply Red,
Joensuu 1685,
Rosa Yemen,
Derrick Morgan,
Gang of Four,
The Smoke,
Panda Bear,
Rapeman,
Banda Bassotti,
Suburban Knight,
the Fania All-Stars,
Arab on Radar,
Joyce Sims,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Knickerbockers,
Thompson Twins,
Robert Hood,
MDC,
Nico,
Harpers Bizarre,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.