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 Slovenia and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 rhodes 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 Althea and Donna to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Schoolly D,
Barbara Tucker,
Hot Snakes,
Eli Mardock,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Magma,
Public Enemy,
Joensuu 1685,
Minny Pops,
Con Funk Shun,
Agent Orange,
The Happenings,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Slackers,
Q and Not U,
The Sonics,
Gang Starr,
Sarah Menescal,
The Black Dice,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kas Product,
Audionom,
Alison Limerick,
Althea and Donna,
The Electric Prunes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Cowsills,
China Crisis,
ABC,
The Gun Club,
Nico,
The Wake,
The Fortunes,
Barry Ungar,
Fela Kuti,
Guru Guru,
Marine Girls,
Johnny Clarke,
Fear,
Flipper,
Deakin,
June of 44,
Sun Ra,
Bronski Beat,
The Pretty Things,
Index,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sixth Finger,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scott Walker,
Thee Headcoats,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sexual Harrassment,
Jacob Miller,
Cheater Slicks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Birthday Party,
The Music Machine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Harpers Bizarre,
Hasil Adkins,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.