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 Portugal and from Calgary.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 John Coltrane 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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
Wasted Youth,
Lightning Bolt,
Tubeway Army,
Slave,
The Litter,
Black Pus,
Pharoah Sanders,
AZ,
Jandek,
The Modern Lovers,
John Coltrane,
Rotary Connection,
Jerry's Kids,
The Motions,
The Neon Judgement,
Soul Sonic Force,
Half Japanese,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lakeside,
8 Eyed Spy,
Tears for Fears,
Archie Shepp,
June Days,
Moebius,
Marmalade,
Grandmaster Flash,
Chris & Cosey,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bang On A Can,
Dual Sessions,
John Holt,
Ralphi Rosario,
Flamin' Groovies,
Wire,
Whodini,
Intrusion,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Gories,
Prince Buster,
Public Enemy,
Sun City Girls,
Marshall Jefferson,
Cameo,
Ituana,
Skriet,
Al Stewart,
Pole,
Camouflage,
Slick Rick,
Main Source,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fela Kuti,
a-ha,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ponytail,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Radio Birdman,
The Moody Blues,
Cluster,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Heaven 17,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.