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 Samoa and from Seoul.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Gang Starr to the electroclash 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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket 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?
Harmonia,
John Holt,
Wolf Eyes,
Yusef Lateef,
The Misunderstood,
Wings,
Freddie Wadling,
Sparks,
Grauzone,
Ronnie Foster,
The Toasters,
The Golliwogs,
Derrick Morgan,
The Slits,
Mars,
Neil Young,
Porter Ricks,
Oneida,
the Sonics,
Interpol,
Nick Fraelich,
Radiohead,
Rotary Connection,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Tres Demented,
Swell Maps,
Grey Daturas,
June Days,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Standells,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Henry Cow,
Soft Machine,
Terrestrial Tones,
R.M.O.,
Bush Tetras,
The Divine Comedy,
Jandek,
China Crisis,
The Wake,
Bauhaus,
Michelle Simonal,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mission of Burma,
Lalann,
Infiniti,
Fela Kuti,
Stockholm Monsters,
Clear Light,
Ossler,
Bluetip,
The Happenings,
Kevin Saunderson,
Los Fastidios,
Aloha Tigers,
Brothers Johnson,
Fat Boys,
Bill Wells,
Faraquet,
World's Most,
The Invisible,
Bob Dylan,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.