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 Turkmenistan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Grandmaster Flash to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Cure,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Amon Düül II,
Barry Ungar,
The Star Department,
Young Marble Giants,
Lyres,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Leonard Cohen,
Marvin Gaye,
Josef K,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cameo,
Wings,
K-Klass,
Nico,
Johnny Osbourne,
MC5,
The Offenders,
Danielle Patucci,
Magazine,
New Age Steppers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Motions,
Mantronix,
Franke,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scientists,
X-101,
Derrick Morgan,
Kerri Chandler,
Lightning Bolt,
Tommy Roe,
Minor Threat,
Yusef Lateef,
Wasted Youth,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Isaac Hayes,
Intrusion,
Ralphi Rosario,
Depeche Mode,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
ABC,
Marcia Griffiths,
Grandmaster Flash,
Andrew Hill,
Yazoo,
Sparks,
Bobby Sherman,
John Foxx,
U.S. Maple,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nils Olav,
Hardrive,
The Smoke,
Bad Manners,
The Invisible,
Basic Channel,
Oblivians,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.