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 Macedonia 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Vladislav Delay to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Soul Sonic Force,
Technova,
Gregory Isaacs,
Fluxion,
Fort Wilson Riot,
John Foxx,
The Busters,
Iggy Pop,
Hot Snakes,
Boredoms,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Delta 5,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Cosmic Jokers,
FM Einheit,
MC5,
Dual Sessions,
Symarip,
The Remains,
PIL,
Erykah Badu,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tom Boy,
Judy Mowatt,
Bobby Womack,
Suicide,
Soft Machine,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ponytail,
Maleditus Sound,
Warren Ellis,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Invisible,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The J.B.'s,
AZ,
The Neon Judgement,
Echospace,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Spoonie Gee,
Slick Rick,
Henry Cow,
Make Up,
The Leaves,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Index,
Trumans Water,
Fugazi,
Royal Trux,
The Cowsills,
The Durutti Column,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Marc Almond,
A Certain Ratio,
Grey Daturas,
The Angels of Light,
Ronan,
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.