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 Vietnam and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Hashim to the punk 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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Victims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Iggy Pop,
Warsaw,
Thompson Twins,
Sixth Finger,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Section 25,
The Names,
Circle Jerks,
The Knickerbockers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Underground Resistance,
Pulsallama,
Nirvana,
the Slits,
Theoretical Girls,
Ultravox,
ABBA,
the Fania All-Stars,
Glenn Branca,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Evens,
Patti Smith,
Janne Schatter,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Matthew Halsall,
Man Parrish,
New York Dolls,
Nils Olav,
Bronski Beat,
The Cramps,
Wire,
Sound Behaviour,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Quadrant,
June Days,
Erykah Badu,
Electric Prunes,
Amon Düül II,
Prince Buster,
Flipper,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kerri Chandler,
The Count Five,
The Index,
Lower 48,
Franke,
X-102,
New Age Steppers,
Mo-Dettes,
Wasted Youth,
Ornette Coleman,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lou Reed,
Crash Course in Science,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lou Christie,
Althea and Donna,
The Modern Lovers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.