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 Austria and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Gang Green 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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tropical Tobacco,
Heaven 17,
Roy Ayers,
the Slits,
Nils Olav,
Pagans,
Nik Kershaw,
Terrestrial Tones,
Neu!,
Donny Hathaway,
The Sound,
Sound Behaviour,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Slits,
Prince Buster,
Camouflage,
Ossler,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Patti Smith,
Marine Girls,
The Cure,
Gang Starr,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sun City Girls,
Tim Buckley,
Kenny Larkin,
The Fall,
Trumans Water,
China Crisis,
Section 25,
Smog,
Vainqueur,
Todd Terry,
Echospace,
The Stooges,
Max Romeo,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mr. Review,
The Sonics,
Liliput,
Dave Gahan,
Hasil Adkins,
The Move,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Smiths,
Nico,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The New Christs,
Matthew Bourne,
Yaz,
David Axelrod,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crime,
Cameo,
The Vogues,
Cluster,
Vladislav Delay,
The Divine Comedy,
Magma,
Suburban Knight,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.