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 Yemen and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Neu! to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sex Pistols record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Thee Headcoats,
Dawn Penn,
Eric Copeland,
New York Dolls,
Terry Callier,
Carl Craig,
The Shadows of Knight,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dual Sessions,
Moss Icon,
Wally Richardson,
Technova,
The Standells,
Aural Exciters,
This Heat,
Blake Baxter,
Marcia Griffiths,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ultimate Spinach,
Slick Rick,
The Names,
Aswad,
Monks,
Yellowson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Barry Ungar,
Blancmange,
Suicide,
Judy Mowatt,
Neil Young,
The Pretty Things,
Derrick Morgan,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rotary Connection,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Martian,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Toni Rubio,
Aaron Thompson,
Amon Düül,
Scan 7,
MC5,
The Detroit Cobras,
Tom Boy,
These Immortal Souls,
the Slits,
Ultravox,
Marshall Jefferson,
Prince Buster,
JFA,
Slave,
Amon Düül II,
Donald Byrd,
kango's stein massive,
Arcadia,
Hardrive,
The Wake,
Mad Mike,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.