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 Israel and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the 808 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 Pierre Henry 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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Near,
Thompson Twins,
New Age Steppers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bad Manners,
The Last Poets,
Japan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Scion,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Hot Snakes,
Quadrant,
Index,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Maurizio,
Funky Four + One,
Parry Music,
Echospace,
The Walker Brothers,
Make Up,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sam Rivers,
The Fall,
Boogie Down Productions,
Livin' Joy,
The Buckinghams,
Hardrive,
Camouflage,
Aural Exciters,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
T.S.O.L.,
Visage,
New York Dolls,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Standells,
Henry Cow,
Toni Rubio,
OOIOO,
Scientists,
Judy Mowatt,
10cc,
Los Fastidios,
Subhumans,
Television Personalities,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bootsy Collins,
MDC,
Can,
Niagra,
Leonard Cohen,
The Black Dice,
Gerry Rafferty,
Alison Limerick,
Barbara Tucker,
Camberwell Now,
The Monks,
John Foxx,
Marc Almond,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.