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 Chile and from Seoul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Aural Exciters to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne 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 an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Section 25,
Eric Copeland,
Theoretical Girls,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Public Image Ltd.,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Drexciya,
Andrew Hill,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pantytec,
The Dave Clark Five,
Das Ding,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ossler,
Bill Wells,
Ice-T,
Underground Resistance,
Quantec,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sällskapet,
The Flesh Eaters,
DJ Sneak,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Black Moon,
Marvin Gaye,
The Fuzztones,
Eli Mardock,
X-102,
Cal Tjader,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jeff Lynne,
UT,
The Fall,
Heaven 17,
Bootsy Collins,
FM Einheit,
Graham Central Station,
Yazoo,
The Dead C,
Tommy Roe,
Jandek,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bad Manners,
The Cure,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Colin Newman,
World's Most,
Gabor Szabo,
L. Decosne,
Flash Fearless,
June Days,
Tim Buckley,
Sun City Girls,
Arab on Radar,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jacob Miller,
DJ Style,
10cc,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.