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 Ukraine and from Jakarta.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Germs to the grunge 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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Barbara Tucker,
Livin' Joy,
Terrestrial Tones,
Davy DMX,
Bad Manners,
Joey Negro,
Cymande,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Con Funk Shun,
Minnie Riperton,
Marine Girls,
The Music Machine,
Hashim,
Scott Walker,
Negative Approach,
Johnny Clarke,
kango's stein massive,
Dennis Brown,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Quantec,
Hasil Adkins,
Ralphi Rosario,
Shoche,
Vladislav Delay,
The Misunderstood,
John Foxx,
Nation of Ulysses,
Althea and Donna,
The Divine Comedy,
Interpol,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Erykah Badu,
Stereo Dub,
Nik Kershaw,
Letta Mbulu,
Peter and Kerry,
Fatback Band,
JFA,
The Index,
La Düsseldorf,
Intrusion,
Agitation Free,
Pylon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
EPMD,
Sparks,
Crooked Eye,
Sixth Finger,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Raincoats,
Theoretical Girls,
The Associates,
Dave Gahan,
The Human League,
Tom Boy,
Amazonics,
Model 500,
H. Thieme,
UT,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.