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 Houston.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gastr Del Sol to the crunk 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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Second Layer,
Ten City,
Ronnie Foster,
X-101,
Goldenarms,
Audionom,
The Stooges,
Jimmy McGriff,
Oneida,
Amazonics,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Grey Daturas,
Cheater Slicks,
Depeche Mode,
Idris Muhammad,
Sugar Minott,
Y Pants,
Lindisfarne,
The Music Machine,
Bootsy Collins,
Thompson Twins,
Jawbox,
Saccharine Trust,
Roxy Music,
Sex Pistols,
Camberwell Now,
CMW,
Slick Rick,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Searchers,
Harmonia,
Marshall Jefferson,
Joe Finger,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Wings,
Juan Atkins,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Moody Blues,
Piero Umiliani,
Crispy Ambulance,
Los Fastidios,
The Knickerbockers,
Can,
Traffic Nightmare,
Shuggie Otis,
Q65,
Jerry's Kids,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Trumans Water,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Letta Mbulu,
Max Romeo,
Motorama,
Cecil Taylor,
Blake Baxter,
DNA,
The Birthday Party,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Shadows of Knight,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.