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 Switzerland and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Rekid 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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Popol Vuh,
The Gun Club,
Idris Muhammad,
Prince Buster,
Joyce Sims,
DJ Style,
Altered Images,
Crooked Eye,
Rod Modell,
The Dead C,
CMW,
The Cure,
Audionom,
Yazoo,
Byron Stingily,
Deakin,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Alison Limerick,
Slick Rick,
Minor Threat,
Monolake,
DNA,
Malaria!,
Arab on Radar,
D'Angelo,
The Detroit Cobras,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bobby Sherman,
Brothers Johnson,
Johnny Clarke,
Section 25,
Chris & Cosey,
Warren Ellis,
Sight & Sound,
Todd Rundgren,
Qualms,
Tres Demented,
Subhumans,
Anakelly,
Jeff Mills,
Crash Course in Science,
Tears for Fears,
Angry Samoans,
Henry Cow,
The Dave Clark Five,
Minny Pops,
The Neon Judgement,
Ken Boothe,
John Coltrane,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Sound,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Count Five,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jerry's Kids,
Fifty Foot Hose,
AZ,
Tomorrow,
Avey Tare,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Siglo XX,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.