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 Italy and from Mexico City.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Litter to the crunk 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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hoover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Remains,
Harmonia,
Brand Nubian,
Circle Jerks,
Porter Ricks,
Unrelated Segments,
Stetsasonic,
Pulsallama,
The Stooges,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Quando Quango,
The Evens,
Harpers Bizarre,
Flash Fearless,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Soul Sonic Force,
Absolute Body Control,
Hardrive,
Marc Almond,
Livin' Joy,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jacques Brel,
Bootsy Collins,
The Grass Roots,
Boredoms,
X-102,
Jeru the Damaja,
Laurel Aitken,
The Searchers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The New Christs,
Freddie Wadling,
CMW,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Yazoo,
The Happenings,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Aswad,
Mantronix,
Masters at Work,
The Birthday Party,
AZ,
Funkadelic,
Wire,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bluetip,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
X-Ray Spex,
Kenny Larkin,
Peter & Gordon,
Tommy Roe,
Carl Craig,
Suburban Knight,
Jeff Mills,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mandrill,
The Saints,
Gabor Szabo,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.