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 Gambia and from London.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 electroclash 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 The Raincoats. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fire Engines record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bronski Beat,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fatback Band,
The Angels of Light,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Cowsills,
Funky Four + One,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lou Reed,
The Standells,
Camberwell Now,
Easy Going,
Accadde A,
Can,
Surgeon,
Agitation Free,
The United States of America,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Hot Snakes,
Brass Construction,
Cameo,
Chris & Cosey,
Rotary Connection,
Yusef Lateef,
The Techniques,
Dorothy Ashby,
Shoche,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Faust,
Minor Threat,
Dual Sessions,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Depeche Mode,
Vainqueur,
Aloha Tigers,
Charles Mingus,
David McCallum,
The Mojo Men,
Radiohead,
A Certain Ratio,
The Sound,
Angry Samoans,
Deepchord,
Porter Ricks,
Tim Buckley,
Franke,
Wasted Youth,
Moebius,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Iggy Pop,
The American Breed,
Circle Jerks,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Young Rascals,
Simply Red,
Slave,
Rites of Spring,
Nils Olav,
kango's stein massive,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.