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 Austria and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Juan Atkins to the grunge 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 The Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angry Samoans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Yellowson,
The Evens,
In Retrospect,
LL Cool J,
The Divine Comedy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Slave,
Amazonics,
Judy Mowatt,
cv313,
The Mummies,
Massinfluence,
Black Moon,
John Foxx,
Inner City,
Hashim,
Dark Day,
Funky Four + One,
Lou Christie,
Ronan,
Eric B and Rakim,
Monolake,
New York Dolls,
Roger Hodgson,
Sandy B,
The Moleskins,
Skriet,
Absolute Body Control,
ABC,
Isaac Hayes,
The Remains,
Jerry's Kids,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Cowsills,
China Crisis,
Model 500,
Tommy Roe,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mars,
Quando Quango,
Don Cherry,
T. Rex,
L. Decosne,
Silicon Teens,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Joensuu 1685,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jandek,
Alison Limerick,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Todd Rundgren,
Grandmaster Flash,
Throbbing Gristle,
Faust,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Andrew Hill,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kas Product,
Gang Green,
Oblivians,
Das Ding,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.