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 Mongolia and from Calgary.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar 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 Chris & Cosey to the jazz 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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Alton Ellis,
The Fall,
Yellowson,
The Cure,
Darondo,
David McCallum,
Echospace,
Whodini,
The Slackers,
Scratch Acid,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Neon Judgement,
Stetsasonic,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pet Shop Boys,
Radio Birdman,
The Associates,
Crime,
The Leaves,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ronnie Foster,
Pagans,
Nico,
Jeff Lynne,
Kenny Larkin,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Litter,
X-102,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Inner City,
Scott Walker,
Accadde A,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hardrive,
Harry Pussy,
Ultravox,
Avey Tare,
Pere Ubu,
The Stooges,
DJ Style,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rakim,
The Golliwogs,
Index,
Aswad,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Busters,
Vainqueur,
Anakelly,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lucky Dragons,
Gong,
The Gun Club,
Scan 7,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Second Layer,
Yusef Lateef,
Chris & Cosey,
Glenn Branca,
Soul II Soul,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.