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 Finland and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 DJ Sneak to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Throbbing Gristle,
Leonard Cohen,
Oblivians,
Gabor Szabo,
Panda Bear,
Barry Ungar,
This Heat,
Pagans,
La Düsseldorf,
Eden Ahbez,
Oneida,
Donald Byrd,
The Velvet Underground,
The Vogues,
Colin Newman,
Excepter,
Steve Hackett,
Lalann,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Avey Tare,
Prince Buster,
Howard Jones,
Connie Case,
Niagra,
AZ,
Minnie Riperton,
Dennis Brown,
Camberwell Now,
Judy Mowatt,
The Remains,
Joe Finger,
Ten City,
Flipper,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Pretty Things,
The Young Rascals,
Jeff Lynne,
Symarip,
Main Source,
Skaos,
Ultra Naté,
Rod Modell,
L. Decosne,
Harmonia,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Albert Ayler,
Bluetip,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
June of 44,
Television Personalities,
Michelle Simonal,
These Immortal Souls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Average White Band,
Adolescents,
The Busters,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Selecter,
Minor Threat,
Iggy Pop,
Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas.
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.