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 Zambia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 arpeggiator 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 Grey Daturas to the grunge 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
The Leaves,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ten City,
The Monks,
New Order,
Dark Day,
Rapeman,
Rod Modell,
Davy DMX,
The Barracudas,
Boogie Down Productions,
Michelle Simonal,
Talk Talk,
The Associates,
E-Dancer,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Idris Muhammad,
Schoolly D,
the Association,
The Motions,
T.S.O.L.,
Juan Atkins,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Cal Tjader,
Scan 7,
Radiohead,
Peter & Gordon,
Bluetip,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Jeff Mills,
Gichy Dan,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Prince Buster,
Nas,
the Sonics,
Deakin,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Traffic Nightmare,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Stiv Bators,
Erykah Badu,
Aloha Tigers,
In Retrospect,
Newcleus,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Guru Guru,
Echospace,
Desert Stars,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sun Ra,
Chris & Cosey,
Joy Division,
Royal Trux,
Sandy B,
LL Cool J,
Sparks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Index,
Ronan,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rhythm & Sound,
Electric Light Orchestra,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.