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 Namibia and from Shanghai.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Eddi Front to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sex Pistols 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
The Associates,
Ohio Players,
The Buckinghams,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bill Near,
Depeche Mode,
The Sound,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ralphi Rosario,
Wings,
The Sonics,
the Association,
X-102,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Tomorrow,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ituana,
Unrelated Segments,
Accadde A,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Isaac Hayes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Radiohead,
The United States of America,
World's Most,
Ossler,
Blancmange,
DJ Style,
Neil Young,
Magma,
Ten City,
Cheater Slicks,
cv313,
Eve St. Jones,
Kerrie Biddell,
Charles Mingus,
Joy Division,
Half Japanese,
Second Layer,
Matthew Bourne,
Sly & The Family Stone,
MDC,
OOIOO,
Rakim,
Davy DMX,
A Certain Ratio,
Sun Ra,
The Mojo Men,
Eddi Front,
Schoolly D,
Gong,
Jandek,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Soft Machine,
Skaos,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
JFA,
Simply Red,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Stockholm Monsters,
The New Christs,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.