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 Czech Republic and from Toronto.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Invisible to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 U.S. Maple. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Selector Dub Narcotic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dead Boys,
Pharoah Sanders,
Public Image Ltd.,
Soul II Soul,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dorothy Ashby,
Von Mondo,
ABBA,
The J.B.'s,
Fugazi,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Babytalk,
Roxette,
The Beau Brummels,
The Gladiators,
F. McDonald,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Peter and Kerry,
Funky Four + One,
Yusef Lateef,
World's Most,
Section 25,
Saccharine Trust,
Crash Course in Science,
Kevin Saunderson,
Robert Hood,
Visage,
Scratch Acid,
The Victims,
Tropical Tobacco,
Young Marble Giants,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Harpers Bizarre,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Warren Ellis,
The Kinks,
Eddi Front,
Brothers Johnson,
Barry Ungar,
Stereo Dub,
the Soft Cell,
Barclay James Harvest,
DNA,
The Dave Clark Five,
Funkadelic,
Echospace,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Y Pants,
Kerri Chandler,
The Wake,
Lee Hazlewood,
Fat Boys,
Scott Walker,
New Age Steppers,
DJ Style,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Last Poets,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.