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 Bahrain and from Cairo.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Angels of Light to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
Rhythm & Sound,
Masters at Work,
Sonic Youth,
Morten Harket,
Marcia Griffiths,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eric Copeland,
Carl Craig,
The Star Department,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lalann,
Matthew Bourne,
R.M.O.,
Radiohead,
These Immortal Souls,
Piero Umiliani,
Slave,
Yaz,
The Smiths,
The Vogues,
The Electric Prunes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Al Stewart,
Isaac Hayes,
Anakelly,
The Cosmic Jokers,
China Crisis,
Fatback Band,
Oneida,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ronan,
the Human League,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Wire,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Toasters,
Fela Kuti,
The Cure,
Negative Approach,
Jerry's Kids,
Shoche,
New York Dolls,
The Shadows of Knight,
EPMD,
Sällskapet,
DJ Sneak,
Thee Headcoats,
Nico,
Glenn Branca,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Sonics,
Ossler,
Aural Exciters,
The United States of America,
Skaos,
The Zeros,
Groovy Waters,
Frankie Knuckles,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.