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 Senegal and from Halifax.
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 Bologna and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Tomorrow to the crunk 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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Funky Four + One,
John Cale,
The Young Rascals,
Bronski Beat,
Marc Almond,
Von Mondo,
Brick,
Saccharine Trust,
The Victims,
Gang Starr,
the Association,
Slick Rick,
The Cramps,
The Fugs,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Make Up,
The Associates,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Alton Ellis,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Warren Ellis,
Marine Girls,
Ossler,
Rotary Connection,
The Move,
Intrusion,
Icehouse,
The Music Machine,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Brand Nubian,
Michelle Simonal,
Procol Harum,
Mark Hollis,
Patti Smith,
Heaven 17,
Interpol,
The Buckinghams,
Technova,
Au Pairs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scan 7,
Moss Icon,
Laurel Aitken,
Eli Mardock,
Juan Atkins,
The Dead C,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
MC5,
LL Cool J,
Electric Prunes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Alphaville,
Franke,
Deadbeat,
Morten Harket,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Little Man,
PIL,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.