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 Azerbaijan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 oboe 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Motions. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
The Count Five,
Second Layer,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sugar Minott,
Jimmy McGriff,
Nico,
the Normal,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Arcadia,
Sixth Finger,
The Busters,
Whodini,
Nas,
Althea and Donna,
Unwound,
Peter & Gordon,
Aloha Tigers,
The Invisible,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lower 48,
Siglo XX,
Jeru the Damaja,
A Certain Ratio,
Accadde A,
Bobby Sherman,
Zero Boys,
Delon & Dalcan,
PIL,
Schoolly D,
Deadbeat,
Quantec,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Donny Hathaway,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
L. Decosne,
Young Marble Giants,
Kevin Saunderson,
Stetsasonic,
The Move,
Grey Daturas,
Kas Product,
Underground Resistance,
The Monks,
Ultravox,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sister Nancy,
Mission of Burma,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Todd Rundgren,
Tomorrow,
Dead Boys,
Scrapy,
Scion,
Minutemen,
The Moleskins,
Country Teasers,
Ronan,
kango's stein massive,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.