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 Bulgaria and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Avey Tare to the rock 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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Sällskapet,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lakeside,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Litter,
48th St. Collective,
The Sonics,
Spandau Ballet,
Siglo XX,
Sugar Minott,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barry Ungar,
Marine Girls,
Kenny Larkin,
Ultra Naté,
Kerri Chandler,
Essential Logic,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Walker Brothers,
John Foxx,
E-Dancer,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Buckinghams,
Reuben Wilson,
Tres Demented,
The Dirtbombs,
In Retrospect,
The Seeds,
Lalann,
Chris Corsano,
Model 500,
Kayak,
Fela Kuti,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Warren Ellis,
The Velvet Underground,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
the Germs,
Aswad,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Warsaw,
The Fortunes,
The Techniques,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Television,
Sun Ra,
Swell Maps,
Matthew Bourne,
Buzzcocks,
The Knickerbockers,
The Fire Engines,
Soul II Soul,
A Certain Ratio,
Quando Quango,
Fat Boys,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Misunderstood,
Eric B and Rakim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sarah Menescal,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.