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 Monaco and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manila.
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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Main Source to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry Gold Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
Pantaleimon,
Ultra Naté,
Von Mondo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Delta 5,
Black Sheep,
Alton Ellis,
Youth Brigade,
Eli Mardock,
Jerry's Kids,
Monolake,
Accadde A,
Wings,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Boz Scaggs,
Inner City,
Adolescents,
The Gladiators,
The Residents,
Ponytail,
Easy Going,
X-Ray Spex,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bobby Sherman,
Buzzcocks,
Sound Behaviour,
Agent Orange,
Jawbox,
The Black Dice,
China Crisis,
Reuben Wilson,
Nils Olav,
Jeff Lynne,
The Fugs,
Yellowson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The New Christs,
The Index,
Eric Copeland,
The Motions,
Davy DMX,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sandy B,
Todd Rundgren,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Vogues,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Amon Düül,
The Divine Comedy,
Nico,
Mantronix,
Carl Craig,
Bill Near,
Jacob Miller,
Essential Logic,
F. McDonald,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.