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 Togo and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Mandrill to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Selector Dub Narcotic. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers Ubiquity record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sugar Minott,
Ultra Naté,
The Fugs,
Section 25,
Moby Grape,
Guru Guru,
David Axelrod,
Peter and Kerry,
Tim Buckley,
Pagans,
The Wake,
Joyce Sims,
Tubeway Army,
Kas Product,
Infiniti,
Pulsallama,
Audionom,
The Remains,
The Smiths,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Magma,
Stereo Dub,
Dual Sessions,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Supertramp,
the Swans,
Grandmaster Flash,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Slick Rick,
Black Moon,
Warren Ellis,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lou Christie,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Basic Channel,
In Retrospect,
Soulsonic Force,
Tommy Roe,
China Crisis,
Joe Finger,
the Germs,
Jeff Mills,
Ronan,
Rhythm & Sound,
Duran Duran,
Johnny Osbourne,
Roxette,
Gichy Dan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Procol Harum,
Bizarre Inc.,
Marvin Gaye,
Gang of Four,
The Happenings,
Roger Hodgson,
The Flesh Eaters,
Eli Mardock,
Blossom Toes,
The Pop Group,
Radio Birdman,
Marine Girls,
MDC,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.