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 Kazakhstan and from Lagos.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Junior Murvin to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Gastr Del Sol,
8 Eyed Spy,
Clear Light,
Peter and Kerry,
Electric Prunes,
The Fugs,
Peter & Gordon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Guru Guru,
The Dave Clark Five,
Joey Negro,
Soulsonic Force,
The Buckinghams,
Outsiders,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Moleskins,
The Mummies,
A Certain Ratio,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Slave,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Toni Rubio,
Isaac Hayes,
Eurythmics,
Judy Mowatt,
Cal Tjader,
David McCallum,
Nas,
The Stooges,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Wally Richardson,
Brothers Johnson,
Johnny Clarke,
Pet Shop Boys,
Black Flag,
Average White Band,
Camouflage,
Colin Newman,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Evens,
Spandau Ballet,
New York Dolls,
Kurtis Blow,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Count Five,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Human League,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Angry Samoans,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kenny Larkin,
Robert Görl,
Scratch Acid,
Technova,
Gong,
The Zeros,
Warsaw,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Slits,
Thompson Twins,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Deakin,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.