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 Senegal and from Lille.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin 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 FM Einheit to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stockholm Monsters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
cv313,
Quantec,
Kurtis Blow,
Ken Boothe,
Fugazi,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gastr Del Sol,
Laurel Aitken,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
DJ Sneak,
Grauzone,
Gang Starr,
The Trojans,
Grey Daturas,
Lindisfarne,
Crash Course in Science,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ituana,
Metal Thangz,
Deepchord,
World's Most,
The Blackbyrds,
the Soft Cell,
Con Funk Shun,
New Age Steppers,
Soulsonic Force,
Yusef Lateef,
The Pop Group,
Intrusion,
Boz Scaggs,
Slick Rick,
The New Christs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sparks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Black Pus,
Deadbeat,
Harpers Bizarre,
Tubeway Army,
The Moleskins,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Velvet Underground,
Simply Red,
Eric B and Rakim,
Public Image Ltd.,
Frankie Knuckles,
The J.B.'s,
The Young Rascals,
Jeff Mills,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sexual Harrassment,
Massinfluence,
Radio Birdman,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Gap Band,
Delta 5,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.