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 Jamaica and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Toni Rubio to the rap 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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Cecil Taylor,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Absolute Body Control,
Simply Red,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pussy Galore,
Cal Tjader,
Warren Ellis,
The Dave Clark Five,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rakim,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Chris & Cosey,
Underground Resistance,
Hardrive,
Tres Demented,
Iggy Pop,
The Dirtbombs,
Throbbing Gristle,
Morten Harket,
The Searchers,
Lyres,
The Smiths,
The Dead C,
Radiohead,
Soft Machine,
Qualms,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cameo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
B.T. Express,
Minutemen,
The Slits,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Cheater Slicks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
KRS-One,
Scratch Acid,
Lalann,
Crooked Eye,
kango's stein massive,
Maleditus Sound,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sun City Girls,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Harry Pussy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Laurel Aitken,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Echospace,
The Velvet Underground,
Lucky Dragons,
Saccharine Trust,
Amon Düül II,
Jerry's Kids,
Neu!,
Roxy Music,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.