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 Botswana and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 mellotron 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 cv313 to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Flesh Eaters 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
Can,
China Crisis,
Mandrill,
Bill Wells,
Swell Maps,
Japan,
Fluxion,
Minnie Riperton,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ornette Coleman,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Gun Club,
CMW,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Y Pants,
Los Fastidios,
Negative Approach,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sunsets and Hearts,
Terry Callier,
Morten Harket,
The Gories,
Silicon Teens,
Unrelated Segments,
The Detroit Cobras,
Man Parrish,
Bush Tetras,
Rapeman,
David Bowie,
Skarface,
Amazonics,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Slits,
Vladislav Delay,
Scan 7,
Electric Prunes,
Q and Not U,
Bauhaus,
Minutemen,
R.M.O.,
Urselle,
Black Pus,
Rakim,
Soul II Soul,
Bluetip,
The Blues Magoos,
The Skatalites,
The Neon Judgement,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Black Moon,
Loose Ends,
The Knickerbockers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Chris Corsano,
La Düsseldorf,
the Association,
Ronan,
The Searchers,
Marc Almond,
Isaac Hayes,
Smog, Smog, Smog, Smog.
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.