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 Somalia and from Salvador.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
The Dead C,
Rotary Connection,
Bill Wells,
Arab on Radar,
Davy DMX,
Jeff Lynne,
Maleditus Sound,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sound Behaviour,
X-102,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Silicon Teens,
Urselle,
The Vogues,
8 Eyed Spy,
Brand Nubian,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Alison Limerick,
Wire,
Aural Exciters,
Erasure,
Reuben Wilson,
Sun Ra,
Alphaville,
The Fuzztones,
Roger Hodgson,
Intrusion,
Yellowson,
Monks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Index,
Kayak,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Hasil Adkins,
Matthew Halsall,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Busters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Vladislav Delay,
Sixth Finger,
Warren Ellis,
Essential Logic,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Harmonia,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Desert Stars,
Man Parrish,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Dave Clark Five,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Los Fastidios,
10cc,
Scratch Acid,
Steve Hackett,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stereo Dub,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Gories,
Radiopuhelimet,
Albert Ayler,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.