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 Nigeria and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Dual Sessions to the rap 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 Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gichy Dan,
The Barracudas,
Janne Schatter,
China Crisis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Isaac Hayes,
Pierre Henry,
Lakeside,
Rakim,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Names,
Reuben Wilson,
B.T. Express,
Ultravox,
Drive Like Jehu,
Faust,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Roy Ayers,
Chris Corsano,
Minnie Riperton,
Minor Threat,
Pere Ubu,
Desert Stars,
Cameo,
The Count Five,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bluetip,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Sonics,
Section 25,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Nik Kershaw,
Lower 48,
Colin Newman,
X-102,
FM Einheit,
Sarah Menescal,
Yusef Lateef,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Young Rascals,
Ten City,
Wolf Eyes,
Underground Resistance,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Loose Ends,
Quadrant,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
kango's stein massive,
Sugar Minott,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Slits,
Judy Mowatt,
The Saints,
Vainqueur,
Ponytail,
Carl Craig,
Rod Modell,
Little Man,
Hashim,
Black Sheep,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.