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 Lebanon and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 Hasil Adkins to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s 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 Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Beau Brummels,
Chris & Cosey,
Sam Rivers,
Junior Murvin,
The Cowsills,
Mark Hollis,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Goldenarms,
Donny Hathaway,
Talk Talk,
Bronski Beat,
Scion,
Jeff Lynne,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Gap Band,
Easy Going,
Roxette,
Grey Daturas,
Stereo Dub,
the Human League,
The Slackers,
The Fire Engines,
Harmonia,
Von Mondo,
Eden Ahbez,
Intrusion,
Public Enemy,
Aural Exciters,
Das Ding,
Swell Maps,
Bobby Womack,
Pylon,
Essential Logic,
Shoche,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pussy Galore,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Joey Negro,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Alarm Clocks,
Nico,
Pet Shop Boys,
Marvin Gaye,
Fatback Band,
Sandy B,
kango's stein massive,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bootsy Collins,
The Cramps,
The Birthday Party,
The United States of America,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
This Heat,
Blossom Toes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Derrick Morgan,
Barclay James Harvest,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Massinfluence,
Bobby Sherman,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.