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 Malaysia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Paris.
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 theremin 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 Eli Mardock to the grime 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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monks,
Pole,
The Evens,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cal Tjader,
The Mojo Men,
Curtis Mayfield,
Blake Baxter,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Misunderstood,
Kool Moe Dee,
Maleditus Sound,
Slick Rick,
Talk Talk,
Altered Images,
Kenny Larkin,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sister Nancy,
John Foxx,
The Gun Club,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bill Near,
Angry Samoans,
Desert Stars,
Soul Sonic Force,
Crispian St. Peters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Alison Limerick,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Music Machine,
The Sonics,
Livin' Joy,
The Techniques,
Sandy B,
Vladislav Delay,
Fela Kuti,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mars,
The Gap Band,
Pharoah Sanders,
Unrelated Segments,
Frankie Knuckles,
Hoover,
Index,
The Tremeloes,
Mad Mike,
Eden Ahbez,
Eve St. Jones,
Boz Scaggs,
David McCallum,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Young Rascals,
Audionom,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pussy Galore,
Lucky Dragons,
Mantronix,
Depeche Mode,
Ralphi Rosario,
Robert Hood,
the Soft Cell,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.