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 United States and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Deadbeat to the rock 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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Dark Day,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Fall,
One Last Wish,
D'Angelo,
Matthew Bourne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Slick Rick,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Smoke,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Surgeon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Piero Umiliani,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lebanon Hanover,
JFA,
The Walker Brothers,
X-Ray Spex,
David Bowie,
Radio Birdman,
F. McDonald,
The Kinks,
Bobby Byrd,
Sight & Sound,
Funky Four + One,
DJ Style,
Television,
Junior Murvin,
Joensuu 1685,
Depeche Mode,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bobby Sherman,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Cheater Slicks,
Aswad,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Detroit Cobras,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tropical Tobacco,
Supertramp,
Vladislav Delay,
Peter and Kerry,
Nick Fraelich,
Gang of Four,
Sun Ra,
the Bar-Kays,
Warren Ellis,
John Coltrane,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Todd Terry,
Royal Trux,
Can,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Basic Channel,
Nico,
Monks, Monks, Monks, Monks.
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.