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 San Marino and from Columbus.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 the Bar-Kays to the jazz 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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
In Retrospect,
U.S. Maple,
Brothers Johnson,
Mad Mike,
The Sonics,
Gang Green,
Ten City,
Joensuu 1685,
Davy DMX,
The Techniques,
World's Most,
Radiohead,
Soft Cell,
Aural Exciters,
Marine Girls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Cluster,
Johnny Clarke,
The Monks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Livin' Joy,
Patti Smith,
Excepter,
Radio Birdman,
Public Enemy,
FM Einheit,
It's A Beautiful Day,
kango's stein massive,
Royal Trux,
Accadde A,
Althea and Donna,
Jawbox,
John Lydon,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Infiniti,
Juan Atkins,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Glambeats Corp.,
the Association,
Jeru the Damaja,
Throbbing Gristle,
Colin Newman,
Lakeside,
Vladislav Delay,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Liliput,
MC5,
Gabor Szabo,
Nirvana,
Faraquet,
Joe Smooth,
Camberwell Now,
Scott Walker,
Kool Moe Dee,
Boogie Down Productions,
Q and Not U,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jesper Dahlback,
Avey Tare,
The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed.
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.