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 East Timor and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 the Human League to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Monolake,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Camberwell Now,
Michelle Simonal,
Silicon Teens,
48th St. Collective,
John Lydon,
Blossom Toes,
Stereo Dub,
Bill Near,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Shadows of Knight,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Joyce Sims,
X-101,
Malaria!,
Judy Mowatt,
JFA,
D'Angelo,
Audionom,
Roxy Music,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Big Daddy Kane,
Minny Pops,
Yusef Lateef,
New Age Steppers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Chris & Cosey,
The United States of America,
Technova,
New Order,
Juan Atkins,
Dark Day,
Boredoms,
Gabor Szabo,
Roxette,
Magma,
Funkadelic,
Second Layer,
Public Enemy,
the Bar-Kays,
Surgeon,
Joe Finger,
Model 500,
James White and The Blacks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Matthew Bourne,
Aural Exciters,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Doors,
Eric B and Rakim,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Toasters,
Altered Images,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rotary Connection,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.