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 Comoros and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 The Velvet Underground to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Steve Hackett,
Ituana,
Eric Dolphy,
Jimmy McGriff,
Whodini,
Ronnie Foster,
Eric Copeland,
Bill Wells,
Youth Brigade,
The Barracudas,
UT,
Kurtis Blow,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Five Americans,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gang Green,
Public Enemy,
The Motions,
Von Mondo,
Curtis Mayfield,
Laurel Aitken,
Rosa Yemen,
R.M.O.,
Kas Product,
Joy Division,
U.S. Maple,
The Happenings,
Monolake,
Lebanon Hanover,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Mojo Men,
New Order,
Colin Newman,
Gil Scott Heron,
Deadbeat,
Cameo,
Mo-Dettes,
Camberwell Now,
Graham Central Station,
Nas,
The Residents,
This Heat,
Alphaville,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Boredoms,
Groovy Waters,
The Cramps,
Maleditus Sound,
Moss Icon,
Lee Hazlewood,
Man Parrish,
The Slits,
Deakin,
Neu!,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lindisfarne,
Funky Four + One,
Dennis Brown,
Kool Moe Dee,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.