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 Panama and from Calgary.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 Essential Logic to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub 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 marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
Freddie Wadling,
Arcadia,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Warsaw,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Aswad,
Buzzcocks,
Andrew Hill,
Gang of Four,
The Litter,
Deepchord,
Terry Callier,
Monolake,
Lakeside,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jandek,
Smog,
John Foxx,
T. Rex,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sandy B,
Althea and Donna,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Au Pairs,
Blossom Toes,
Fear,
The Cowsills,
Chris Corsano,
Ornette Coleman,
Con Funk Shun,
John Lydon,
Rekid,
It's A Beautiful Day,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Joe Smooth,
Half Japanese,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rod Modell,
Flamin' Groovies,
AZ,
Derrick May,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Q65,
The Cramps,
Bush Tetras,
These Immortal Souls,
The Index,
David Bowie,
Thompson Twins,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
James Chance & The Contortions,
LL Cool J,
MC5,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.