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 Suriname and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 kango's stein massive to the techno 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 the Bar-Kays. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Martian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
These Immortal Souls,
Girls At Our Best!,
Matthew Halsall,
Ossler,
Slave,
The Black Dice,
Technova,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Crispy Ambulance,
Make Up,
Peter & Gordon,
Malaria!,
Electric Prunes,
Deadbeat,
Audionom,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Desert Stars,
Marcia Griffiths,
Scion,
Josef K,
Inner City,
Throbbing Gristle,
Whodini,
The Five Americans,
Alison Limerick,
Cybotron,
The Gladiators,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Section 25,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lindisfarne,
Panda Bear,
Japan,
Eden Ahbez,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scan 7,
Erasure,
DNA,
Tomorrow,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Connie Case,
Graham Central Station,
Mars,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Fire Engines,
Tropical Tobacco,
Moebius,
Schoolly D,
Neil Young,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Absolute Body Control,
Deakin,
Eddi Front,
The Dead C,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Vogues,
Subhumans,
Leonard Cohen,
Spoonie Gee,
The Blackbyrds,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.