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 San Marino and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the dance 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Funky Four + One,
Kerrie Biddell,
Agent Orange,
Jeff Mills,
Nico,
Stereo Dub,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Todd Terry,
Radio Birdman,
Delta 5,
Sparks,
Sandy B,
Quantec,
The Last Poets,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Blancmange,
Unwound,
Soul II Soul,
Scientists,
Lou Christie,
Depeche Mode,
Anakelly,
Sex Pistols,
The Birthday Party,
Quando Quango,
Marcia Griffiths,
Max Romeo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Scion,
Dave Gahan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Mark Hollis,
Spoonie Gee,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Roxette,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Alice Coltrane,
Newcleus,
Eddi Front,
The Buckinghams,
The Flesh Eaters,
Prince Buster,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Seeds,
CMW,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pagans,
Guru Guru,
Inner City,
Pole,
Pantytec,
Black Moon,
James White and The Blacks,
Pharoah Sanders,
Joey Negro,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lou Reed,
Drexciya,
Brick,
X-102,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.