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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Radiohead to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Dirtbombs. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
Simply Red,
Lightning Bolt,
The Pop Group,
H. Thieme,
Barbara Tucker,
The Cramps,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dawn Penn,
Crooked Eye,
The Velvet Underground,
Faust,
Underground Resistance,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Young Marble Giants,
Fluxion,
The Five Americans,
Agitation Free,
Aswad,
The Offenders,
The Walker Brothers,
Amon Düül II,
Johnny Clarke,
Arcadia,
Skarface,
B.T. Express,
Juan Atkins,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nirvana,
John Holt,
Rekid,
Nas,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Dual Sessions,
Ponytail,
Von Mondo,
Todd Rundgren,
Wally Richardson,
Sun City Girls,
John Coltrane,
Iggy Pop,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rotary Connection,
L. Decosne,
Joey Negro,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Carl Craig,
Bobby Byrd,
Jeru the Damaja,
Robert Hood,
Dark Day,
Popol Vuh,
Vladislav Delay,
Camouflage,
Minutemen,
Harry Pussy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gregory Isaacs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Technova,
La Düsseldorf,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.