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 Cuba and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Aloha Tigers to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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 Golliwogs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sam Rivers,
B.T. Express,
Depeche Mode,
Crash Course in Science,
Eden Ahbez,
Kaleidoscope,
Robert Wyatt,
New Age Steppers,
Dark Day,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Y Pants,
Monks,
Young Marble Giants,
New Order,
Essential Logic,
Ossler,
The Slackers,
Scientists,
Model 500,
Brand Nubian,
Slick Rick,
The Gap Band,
Babytalk,
Moss Icon,
Throbbing Gristle,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gang Gang Dance,
Wolf Eyes,
The Neon Judgement,
Iggy Pop,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Clear Light,
Easy Going,
The Count Five,
Desert Stars,
The Dead C,
Soft Machine,
Underground Resistance,
World's Most,
Erykah Badu,
X-101,
The Litter,
CMW,
Sexual Harrassment,
the Germs,
Johnny Clarke,
Rod Modell,
It's A Beautiful Day,
UT,
The Sonics,
The Alarm Clocks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Marshall Jefferson,
Symarip,
Chris & Cosey,
Infiniti,
Loose Ends,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bronski Beat,
Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth.
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.