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 Niger and from Johannesburg.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
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 The Durutti Column to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crooked Eye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Idris Muhammad,
Slave,
The Fugs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nation of Ulysses,
Marmalade,
Mandrill,
Albert Ayler,
Can,
Royal Trux,
Panda Bear,
Electric Prunes,
Little Man,
Mark Hollis,
Pierre Henry,
Kurtis Blow,
The Buckinghams,
Country Teasers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Isaac Hayes,
Darondo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Music Machine,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sound Behaviour,
The Monochrome Set,
Groovy Waters,
Half Japanese,
Glenn Branca,
Bobby Womack,
Sällskapet,
The Leaves,
Y Pants,
In Retrospect,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Crime,
Qualms,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kenny Larkin,
Harmonia,
Public Enemy,
The Walker Brothers,
Cheater Slicks,
Unwound,
Erykah Badu,
MDC,
Au Pairs,
Soft Machine,
Henry Cow,
Rod Modell,
The Happenings,
Junior Murvin,
Bob Dylan,
Mission of Burma,
Nick Fraelich,
Al Stewart,
The Index,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.