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 Sweden and from Sao Paulo.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Cymande to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Mission of Burma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord 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?
Grauzone,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lalann,
Funky Four + One,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Unwound,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Radiohead,
Brand Nubian,
Jeru the Damaja,
Massinfluence,
Cymande,
Gong,
The Moody Blues,
The Mojo Men,
Marc Almond,
Minutemen,
Erykah Badu,
X-102,
Patti Smith,
Blake Baxter,
The Leaves,
Eric B and Rakim,
X-101,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
ABC,
The Smiths,
The Vogues,
The Black Dice,
Glenn Branca,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Toni Rubio,
Electric Prunes,
The Modern Lovers,
The Count Five,
The Star Department,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
cv313,
Yusef Lateef,
A Flock of Seagulls,
New Age Steppers,
Masters at Work,
The Standells,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
10cc,
Index,
Byron Stingily,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Black Moon,
Oneida,
Model 500,
Aural Exciters,
Alice Coltrane,
The Raincoats,
JFA,
Ludus,
Reuben Wilson,
Sarah Menescal,
Lightning Bolt,
Jeff Mills,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.