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 Haiti and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bauhaus to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Television,
Mad Mike,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Soul II Soul,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Swans,
Peter and Kerry,
Con Funk Shun,
The Vogues,
LL Cool J,
Crash Course in Science,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gabor Szabo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Inner City,
Todd Terry,
Das Ding,
Banda Bassotti,
Jeff Mills,
Janne Schatter,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Siglo XX,
Crime,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sugar Minott,
Stereo Dub,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Litter,
Hoover,
Chris Corsano,
Slave,
Pantaleimon,
Flash Fearless,
The Martian,
Judy Mowatt,
Popol Vuh,
Massinfluence,
Vainqueur,
Scrapy,
Jerry's Kids,
MDC,
Make Up,
Porter Ricks,
Al Stewart,
Piero Umiliani,
Ralphi Rosario,
Dual Sessions,
Byron Stingily,
Hasil Adkins,
Supertramp,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Doors,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Offenders,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jesper Dahlback,
Marshall Jefferson,
X-101,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners.
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.