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 Algeria and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 CMW to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
Moebius,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Easy Going,
John Cale,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Al Stewart,
Alice Coltrane,
Stiv Bators,
Slave,
Prince Buster,
World's Most,
Jeff Lynne,
The Offenders,
Trumans Water,
Skaos,
Matthew Bourne,
Judy Mowatt,
Panda Bear,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Q and Not U,
The Grass Roots,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Fire Engines,
Technova,
Toni Rubio,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Man Parrish,
The Invisible,
The Golliwogs,
Gastr Del Sol,
Au Pairs,
The Stooges,
FM Einheit,
Radiohead,
David McCallum,
Smog,
Grandmaster Flash,
Basic Channel,
Leonard Cohen,
B.T. Express,
Pantytec,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Motions,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Franke,
CMW,
The Smoke,
Accadde A,
Joe Finger,
the Soft Cell,
Bobbi Humphrey,
KRS-One,
Scientists,
OOIOO,
Crash Course in Science,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Qualms,
Von Mondo,
Public Image Ltd.,
Thee Headcoats,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.