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 Azerbaijan and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the snare 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 Visage to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
MDC,
Matthew Halsall,
kango's stein massive,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nirvana,
Hasil Adkins,
Tomorrow,
Rakim,
The Sonics,
Reuben Wilson,
Dual Sessions,
the Human League,
In Retrospect,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Grass Roots,
Erasure,
Adolescents,
Brothers Johnson,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lightning Bolt,
John Coltrane,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Deakin,
Sonic Youth,
The Fire Engines,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Remains,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Johnny Clarke,
The Busters,
Suburban Knight,
Absolute Body Control,
The Shadows of Knight,
Hardrive,
Urselle,
Scion,
Oblivians,
ABC,
X-101,
Yusef Lateef,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Model 500,
Donny Hathaway,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Faust,
Angry Samoans,
Girls At Our Best!,
June Days,
Loose Ends,
Stereo Dub,
Jeru the Damaja,
Tres Demented,
The Monochrome Set,
Grauzone,
Danielle Patucci,
Grandmaster Flash,
Deepchord,
Sarah Menescal,
Section 25,
Fugazi,
Shuggie Otis,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.