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 Australia and from Shanghai.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 808 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 The Slackers to the techno 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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faust,
Unwound,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Vladislav Delay,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Dave Clark Five,
Infiniti,
Skarface,
Youth Brigade,
Agent Orange,
Hot Snakes,
Silicon Teens,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
X-102,
Scientists,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Soulsonic Force,
Ossler,
The Neon Judgement,
Alton Ellis,
Mars,
The Evens,
Cybotron,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Piero Umiliani,
The Victims,
The Detroit Cobras,
Trumans Water,
Deadbeat,
Model 500,
The Invisible,
Make Up,
Rapeman,
Kurtis Blow,
Leonard Cohen,
Suburban Knight,
The Selecter,
Sun Ra,
X-Ray Spex,
Parry Music,
Khruangbin,
Mr. Review,
CMW,
Throbbing Gristle,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Brothers Johnson,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Amon Düül II,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Barry Ungar,
Traffic Nightmare,
In Retrospect,
Brick,
Matthew Bourne,
Nik Kershaw,
ABBA,
The Zeros,
Circle Jerks,
Anthony Braxton,
Gil Scott Heron,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Motions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.