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 Dominica and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the 808 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 Crash Course in Science to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Make Up record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Todd Terry,
Swell Maps,
Crispian St. Peters,
Crash Course in Science,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Das Ding,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rakim,
Minny Pops,
The Invisible,
Japan,
Soul II Soul,
Leonard Cohen,
Grey Daturas,
Derrick May,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Music Machine,
Popol Vuh,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Big Daddy Kane,
Davy DMX,
Aloha Tigers,
Make Up,
Simply Red,
Sugar Minott,
Barbara Tucker,
The Alarm Clocks,
Section 25,
Smog,
Surgeon,
Intrusion,
Gang Green,
Gang Starr,
Terrestrial Tones,
Maurizio,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Half Japanese,
Ralphi Rosario,
Goldenarms,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tubeway Army,
Erasure,
Tropical Tobacco,
Nils Olav,
Excepter,
Pole,
Cybotron,
John Cale,
Audionom,
Joensuu 1685,
Skaos,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Raincoats,
Scratch Acid,
Dawn Penn,
Kayak,
The Stooges,
U.S. Maple,
The Standells,
Joy Division,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
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.