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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Woodstock.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 oboe 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 DJ Sneak 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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Eric Copeland,
The Moody Blues,
Josef K,
Drexciya,
Zapp,
Basic Channel,
Sight & Sound,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Traffic Nightmare,
John Foxx,
Hashim,
Scratch Acid,
Buzzcocks,
10cc,
Technova,
The Sound,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fluxion,
Scott Walker,
Eli Mardock,
Guru Guru,
The Gories,
Glenn Branca,
Gichy Dan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eric Dolphy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kayak,
Yusef Lateef,
Underground Resistance,
Average White Band,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lucky Dragons,
Khruangbin,
Colin Newman,
A Certain Ratio,
Curtis Mayfield,
JFA,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ronan,
Erasure,
Malaria!,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Monolake,
Rapeman,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Harpers Bizarre,
Yellowson,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Aaron Thompson,
The Dirtbombs,
Niagra,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lalann,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gastr Del Sol,
Brand Nubian,
The Angels of Light,
A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.
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.