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 Madagascar and from Edmonton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jeru the Damaja to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 8 Eyed Spy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Chris & Cosey,
Barrington Levy,
Pantytec,
The Sound,
Piero Umiliani,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tom Boy,
Quando Quango,
Graham Central Station,
Essential Logic,
Dave Gahan,
Cecil Taylor,
Kas Product,
Sällskapet,
The Victims,
Yusef Lateef,
Neil Young,
Cheater Slicks,
David Axelrod,
The Birthday Party,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Aswad,
R.M.O.,
Jeff Lynne,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Camberwell Now,
The Mojo Men,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Television,
Anakelly,
Deepchord,
Mars,
Japan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Joey Negro,
Echospace,
Au Pairs,
Cluster,
The Red Krayola,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Q and Not U,
Gabor Szabo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Minor Threat,
Gichy Dan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pere Ubu,
Urselle,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pierre Henry,
Kool Moe Dee,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Traffic Nightmare,
Crispy Ambulance,
Glenn Branca,
Ultimate Spinach,
Deadbeat,
Soft Machine,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.