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 Guyana and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Archie Shepp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Thee Headcoats,
Little Man,
Arthur Verocai,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Crooked Eye,
Lyres,
Bronski Beat,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bob Dylan,
Davy DMX,
Eddi Front,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Association,
Sound Behaviour,
Dennis Brown,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Matthew Halsall,
Guru Guru,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Funky Four + One,
The Motions,
La Düsseldorf,
Flamin' Groovies,
Spandau Ballet,
Alton Ellis,
The Techniques,
Essential Logic,
The Mummies,
Mad Mike,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
JFA,
KRS-One,
Rekid,
Flash Fearless,
The Smoke,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gang Starr,
Eli Mardock,
A Certain Ratio,
Gong,
Mission of Burma,
The Moleskins,
Jesper Dahlback,
Barry Ungar,
Terry Callier,
10cc,
Rites of Spring,
Faraquet,
David McCallum,
Crash Course in Science,
Rod Modell,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Tommy Roe,
Animal Collective,
Kaleidoscope,
Fugazi,
Erasure,
Eric Dolphy,
Neu!,
The Raincoats,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.