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 Lyon.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Flash Fearless to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Gladiators. All the underground hits.
All F. McDonald tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
Pylon,
PIL,
Ornette Coleman,
Pantaleimon,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pole,
Bill Wells,
Yusef Lateef,
Scan 7,
Arab on Radar,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Skriet,
Max Romeo,
Young Marble Giants,
Flash Fearless,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Second Layer,
Gabor Szabo,
Minutemen,
Severed Heads,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Spoonie Gee,
Panda Bear,
Brothers Johnson,
Man Parrish,
Essential Logic,
Danielle Patucci,
Sandy B,
MC5,
Funkadelic,
AZ,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lou Reed,
Silicon Teens,
Fluxion,
Audionom,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Barracudas,
Hashim,
Lalo Schifrin,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bad Manners,
The Music Machine,
Ponytail,
Average White Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Fear,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Massinfluence,
Nation of Ulysses,
Section 25,
Model 500,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Yazoo,
The Leaves,
The Fire Engines,
Guru Guru,
Minnie Riperton,
Byron Stingily,
Vainqueur,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.