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 Lebanon and from Salvador.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Dave Clark Five to the grunge 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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
Tim Buckley,
Wire,
Pere Ubu,
Eurythmics,
Derrick Morgan,
Electric Prunes,
Masters at Work,
8 Eyed Spy,
Adolescents,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gang Green,
Johnny Osbourne,
Harmonia,
The Skatalites,
The Gories,
Donald Byrd,
Jeff Lynne,
Cymande,
The American Breed,
F. McDonald,
David McCallum,
Public Enemy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bush Tetras,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tom Boy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Eli Mardock,
The Dave Clark Five,
Radiopuhelimet,
Absolute Body Control,
Sparks,
Desert Stars,
Y Pants,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
ABBA,
Country Teasers,
Con Funk Shun,
The Music Machine,
Malaria!,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fela Kuti,
Icehouse,
Scan 7,
Reuben Wilson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mars,
The Misunderstood,
Matthew Halsall,
Groovy Waters,
Juan Atkins,
Danielle Patucci,
Unwound,
Sun City Girls,
Moss Icon,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cluster,
Babytalk,
The Trojans,
Main Source,
Lindisfarne,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.