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 Chad and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Crash Course in Science to the punk 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Lydon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Iggy Pop,
Aural Exciters,
The Monochrome Set,
Soul II Soul,
48th St. Collective,
The Moleskins,
FM Einheit,
Surgeon,
Sixth Finger,
Mr. Review,
Erasure,
Yazoo,
Connie Case,
Blancmange,
Maurizio,
Franke,
Suicide,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mars,
Avey Tare,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bluetip,
Joyce Sims,
The Move,
Derrick May,
In Retrospect,
Joy Division,
The Gap Band,
Q and Not U,
Radiopuhelimet,
Livin' Joy,
Public Image Ltd.,
The J.B.'s,
Bobby Sherman,
Lee Hazlewood,
Wasted Youth,
The Buckinghams,
Joe Smooth,
Scientists,
The Techniques,
Talk Talk,
John Holt,
This Heat,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Black Moon,
Sonic Youth,
These Immortal Souls,
Lower 48,
Maleditus Sound,
Agitation Free,
The Associates,
Deakin,
Blossom Toes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Barbara Tucker,
Glenn Branca,
Crispy Ambulance,
Patti Smith,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.