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 Poland and from Mexico City.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Laurel Aitken to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fall,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Neon Judgement,
Depeche Mode,
Eric Copeland,
Mary Jane Girls,
Moebius,
Warsaw,
MC5,
Glenn Branca,
Aswad,
Magazine,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Stockholm Monsters,
Minor Threat,
The Grass Roots,
Flash Fearless,
Marc Almond,
Steve Hackett,
Hoover,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kas Product,
China Crisis,
Chris Corsano,
The Dave Clark Five,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Barracudas,
Eurythmics,
Stereo Dub,
Alice Coltrane,
Deakin,
Angry Samoans,
Sun City Girls,
Panda Bear,
Bill Wells,
Matthew Bourne,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Young Marble Giants,
Bauhaus,
New Age Steppers,
The New Christs,
The Electric Prunes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Yusef Lateef,
Harpers Bizarre,
Urselle,
Television,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ronnie Foster,
Ituana,
Siglo XX,
Man Parrish,
Eve St. Jones,
Derrick Morgan,
Black Bananas,
Danielle Patucci,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.