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 Switzerland and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Slits to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Pantytec,
Dual Sessions,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Leonard Cohen,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Zeros,
Johnny Osbourne,
Youth Brigade,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bobby Sherman,
Black Sheep,
Mo-Dettes,
David Axelrod,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kaleidoscope,
Kurtis Blow,
Joensuu 1685,
The Trojans,
The Selecter,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lyres,
The American Breed,
Clear Light,
The Cowsills,
the Human League,
The United States of America,
The Mojo Men,
The Monks,
World's Most,
Amon Düül,
Sällskapet,
Half Japanese,
Man Parrish,
Animal Collective,
Bobby Byrd,
Wally Richardson,
Delon & Dalcan,
Malaria!,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Con Funk Shun,
Peter and Kerry,
Soul II Soul,
Thompson Twins,
the Sonics,
Robert Wyatt,
Qualms,
Charles Mingus,
Underground Resistance,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kayak,
Fluxion,
Janne Schatter,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Intrusion,
Carl Craig,
Suburban Knight,
cv313,
Jacques Brel,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.