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 Turkmenistan and from Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Neon Judgement to the crunk 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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glambeats Corp. 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moebius,
L. Decosne,
The Residents,
cv313,
New Age Steppers,
Lalann,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mission of Burma,
Ultra Naté,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ornette Coleman,
Marmalade,
Stetsasonic,
The Blues Magoos,
Thee Headcoats,
Massinfluence,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scrapy,
Little Man,
Groovy Waters,
Grey Daturas,
Skaos,
Slave,
Archie Shepp,
Graham Central Station,
Pere Ubu,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Yellowson,
The Cramps,
Marshall Jefferson,
Alphaville,
The Toasters,
Oneida,
The Techniques,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lindisfarne,
The Pretty Things,
Suicide,
Joensuu 1685,
Jacob Miller,
Tom Boy,
Max Romeo,
Television Personalities,
Robert Hood,
The Stooges,
James White and The Blacks,
The Angels of Light,
Blossom Toes,
Davy DMX,
Sonny Sharrock,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Soft Cell,
Stiv Bators,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Procol Harum,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jeru the Damaja,
kango's stein massive,
The Beau Brummels,
Popol Vuh,
Lakeside,
The Blackbyrds,
Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat.
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.