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 Nauru and from Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Faraquet to the techno 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Iggy Pop,
Andrew Hill,
Rod Modell,
Inner City,
Eurythmics,
the Swans,
Skaos,
Deadbeat,
Throbbing Gristle,
Man Parrish,
The Trojans,
Scientists,
Dennis Brown,
David Bowie,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Hashim,
The Monochrome Set,
Electric Prunes,
the Sonics,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gong,
Minnie Riperton,
In Retrospect,
Radio Birdman,
Camberwell Now,
Marcia Griffiths,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Al Stewart,
Pantaleimon,
Shoche,
Crime,
Lower 48,
Mantronix,
Kayak,
Vladislav Delay,
Zapp,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Siglo XX,
The Smoke,
Sister Nancy,
Drexciya,
Ronnie Foster,
Echospace,
Pulsallama,
Bill Near,
Altered Images,
Nils Olav,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sound Behaviour,
Sun City Girls,
Scan 7,
Sex Pistols,
Tommy Roe,
Buzzcocks,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Associates,
Aaron Thompson,
Lyres,
Warsaw,
Cal Tjader,
Dawn Penn,
Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.
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.