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 Argentina and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the 808 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 Excepter to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sexual Harrassment,
Oblivians,
Rites of Spring,
Niagra,
Eric B and Rakim,
F. McDonald,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Yusef Lateef,
Easy Going,
Angry Samoans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Big Daddy Kane,
James White and The Blacks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
D'Angelo,
New Age Steppers,
Masters at Work,
Boogie Down Productions,
Minnie Riperton,
The Techniques,
Warren Ellis,
Andrew Hill,
Kenny Larkin,
Soul Sonic Force,
Funkadelic,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Shoche,
Aural Exciters,
The Skatalites,
Rosa Yemen,
John Cale,
Infiniti,
Swans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Massinfluence,
Soft Machine,
Ralphi Rosario,
Minor Threat,
Amazonics,
The Fortunes,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Offenders,
Mantronix,
Spoonie Gee,
T. Rex,
Letta Mbulu,
The Golliwogs,
Fat Boys,
Bronski Beat,
Clear Light,
Marc Almond,
Charles Mingus,
Pulsallama,
Public Enemy,
The Buckinghams,
Vladislav Delay,
Sarah Menescal,
Minny Pops,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Underground Resistance,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.