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 Marshall Islands and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Matthew Halsall to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Hashim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Little Man,
Buzzcocks,
Eve St. Jones,
The Offenders,
David Axelrod,
Sexual Harrassment,
Warsaw,
Yusef Lateef,
Simply Red,
Todd Rundgren,
Metal Thangz,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pierre Henry,
Jesper Dahlback,
Urselle,
John Holt,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Al Stewart,
The American Breed,
The Victims,
Mad Mike,
The Monks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Accadde A,
Robert Görl,
The Remains,
Angry Samoans,
Roxy Music,
The Martian,
China Crisis,
Derrick May,
Ralphi Rosario,
Quando Quango,
Nick Fraelich,
the Bar-Kays,
Lindisfarne,
Piero Umiliani,
Funky Four + One,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Maleditus Sound,
Rod Modell,
Minnie Riperton,
Ponytail,
New York Dolls,
June of 44,
Make Up,
X-102,
Avey Tare,
Bill Wells,
Stereo Dub,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Wake,
Das Ding,
The Stooges,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dave Gahan,
Aural Exciters,
Andrew Hill,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.