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 Iraq and from Mexico City.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tehran.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Carl Craig to the crunk 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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.
All Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Subhumans,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Moss Icon,
Soft Cell,
Matthew Halsall,
a-ha,
H. Thieme,
Motorama,
Lindisfarne,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Mr. Review,
EPMD,
Barbara Tucker,
Henry Cow,
Surgeon,
The Associates,
JFA,
In Retrospect,
Barclay James Harvest,
Newcleus,
Minor Threat,
Dave Gahan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Von Mondo,
Shoche,
Maleditus Sound,
Trumans Water,
The Seeds,
The Gun Club,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Absolute Body Control,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Unrelated Segments,
Lower 48,
X-102,
Public Enemy,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Youth Brigade,
These Immortal Souls,
The Sound,
New Age Steppers,
Magma,
T.S.O.L.,
Deadbeat,
Amazonics,
48th St. Collective,
MDC,
Byron Stingily,
Scion,
The Young Rascals,
The Cowsills,
Ponytail,
Banda Bassotti,
Andrew Hill,
Skriet,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Carl Craig,
Audionom,
Minnie Riperton,
Cymande,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie 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.