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 Cuba and from Cairo.
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 Lille 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Ludus to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
The Gun Club,
Barrington Levy,
The Moody Blues,
Boogie Down Productions,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Negative Approach,
Oblivians,
AZ,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
a-ha,
Delta 5,
the Normal,
Junior Murvin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cluster,
Aural Exciters,
Subhumans,
Arcadia,
Pussy Galore,
Groovy Waters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ken Boothe,
Wire,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Agitation Free,
kango's stein massive,
David McCallum,
Johnny Clarke,
Bobby Sherman,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Searchers,
DNA,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Soul Sonic Force,
Moby Grape,
Intrusion,
Bluetip,
Pharoah Sanders,
Moss Icon,
Graham Central Station,
Rhythm & Sound,
Dual Sessions,
Severed Heads,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Chrome,
Prince Buster,
Glenn Branca,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mo-Dettes,
Tres Demented,
Cameo,
Audionom,
Anthony Braxton,
The Offenders,
Matthew Halsall,
New Order,
Brass Construction,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.