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 Slovakia 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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 grunge 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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Bill Wells,
Electric Prunes,
The Pop Group,
Agent Orange,
The Real Kids,
Sparks,
The Star Department,
Quantec,
Youth Brigade,
Aaron Thompson,
Idris Muhammad,
The Angels of Light,
The Durutti Column,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bronski Beat,
The Index,
Lalann,
Ronnie Foster,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Flipper,
Mars,
Zapp,
Kayak,
Panda Bear,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Average White Band,
The Trojans,
Soulsonic Force,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Raincoats,
F. McDonald,
The Electric Prunes,
Talk Talk,
Lyres,
the Swans,
Matthew Bourne,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Scion,
Johnny Clarke,
Half Japanese,
Urselle,
This Heat,
The Remains,
Soul II Soul,
Pylon,
Sällskapet,
The Leaves,
Deadbeat,
Camberwell Now,
Boredoms,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Derrick May,
the Sonics,
Terrestrial Tones,
Basic Channel,
Motorama,
Yazoo,
Leonard Cohen,
Peter and Kerry,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
DJ Sneak,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.