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 Fiji and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Archie Shepp to the funk 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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Harry Pussy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Erykah Badu,
Howard Jones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Fire Engines,
Jacob Miller,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Letta Mbulu,
Porter Ricks,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Average White Band,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Doors,
F. McDonald,
Magma,
Scrapy,
Eurythmics,
Khruangbin,
Q and Not U,
Ituana,
This Heat,
DJ Sneak,
The Beau Brummels,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Offenders,
Mission of Burma,
the Sonics,
Vainqueur,
Yazoo,
La Düsseldorf,
The Searchers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Hashim,
Eddi Front,
Chrome,
Talk Talk,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Symarip,
Banda Bassotti,
Inner City,
Motorama,
Lou Reed,
Saccharine Trust,
Amon Düül II,
Bobby Hutcherson,
China Crisis,
Nirvana,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
John Lydon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Barry Ungar,
Jandek,
Radiopuhelimet,
Fat Boys,
Barbara Tucker,
Warren Ellis,
Sun City Girls,
Trumans Water,
The Star Department,
The Stooges,
Todd Terry,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.