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 Djibouti and from Edmonton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Danielle Patucci to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Reuben Wilson,
Wire,
Shoche,
The Fuzztones,
Youth Brigade,
Kenny Larkin,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rites of Spring,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jandek,
Mantronix,
Bizarre Inc.,
Echospace,
Inner City,
Eli Mardock,
Connie Case,
Vainqueur,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jacques Brel,
OOIOO,
Pagans,
Black Bananas,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Funkadelic,
Joey Negro,
Little Man,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Electric Prunes,
Icehouse,
Groovy Waters,
Underground Resistance,
Skriet,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pylon,
Bobby Womack,
One Last Wish,
Curtis Mayfield,
Byron Stingily,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Mission of Burma,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Barry Ungar,
Sonny Sharrock,
Boogie Down Productions,
Fela Kuti,
Henry Cow,
Stetsasonic,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Minutemen,
Minny Pops,
Suicide,
Lyres,
ABBA,
Bobby Byrd,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
48th St. Collective,
Derrick Morgan,
Yazoo,
Sparks,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.