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 Venezuela and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Neu! to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T.S.O.L. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bush Tetras,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fela Kuti,
Alphaville,
Sight & Sound,
Hashim,
Parry Music,
Intrusion,
Black Sheep,
Dave Gahan,
Sound Behaviour,
Nas,
the Germs,
Zero Boys,
Gastr Del Sol,
Neil Young,
Reagan Youth,
Neu!,
Rekid,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Gap Band,
Danielle Patucci,
the Bar-Kays,
Massinfluence,
Underground Resistance,
Mandrill,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cybotron,
Jeff Mills,
Michelle Simonal,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sixth Finger,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Marc Almond,
The Golliwogs,
Metal Thangz,
Second Layer,
Jawbox,
John Holt,
Donald Byrd,
Freddie Wadling,
Eden Ahbez,
Sex Pistols,
Byron Stingily,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Velvet Underground,
Oblivians,
John Foxx,
Cal Tjader,
Amon Düül II,
Theoretical Girls,
Eli Mardock,
Niagra,
Hoover,
Robert Hood,
The Misunderstood,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joey Negro,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.