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 St Lucia and from Madrid.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Calgary.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Pagans to the grime 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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Eric Dolphy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Clear Light,
Bobby Byrd,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
E-Dancer,
Q65,
The Associates,
a-ha,
Mandrill,
Sarah Menescal,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Infiniti,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Dual Sessions,
Skriet,
Ten City,
Black Bananas,
Judy Mowatt,
The Blues Magoos,
The Birthday Party,
the Soft Cell,
The Victims,
Amon Düül II,
Sixth Finger,
Schoolly D,
Bad Manners,
Angry Samoans,
The Detroit Cobras,
Panda Bear,
The Zeros,
Camouflage,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Mummies,
New Age Steppers,
The Fall,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Babytalk,
MC5,
John Holt,
Kerri Chandler,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Zero Boys,
Nik Kershaw,
Skarface,
Eric Copeland,
Goldenarms,
Boz Scaggs,
Mantronix,
Godley & Creme,
Rapeman,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mars,
The Names,
Fluxion,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rakim,
The Knickerbockers,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.