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 Zimbabwe and from Mumbai.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Bronski Beat to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Girls At Our Best!,
Connie Case,
Glambeats Corp.,
Donny Hathaway,
Donald Byrd,
Hashim,
Organ,
Boz Scaggs,
Sonic Youth,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jacob Miller,
Television Personalities,
Roxette,
The Vogues,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Birthday Party,
Laurel Aitken,
Kerri Chandler,
The Litter,
Guru Guru,
The Names,
Amon Düül,
Basic Channel,
Rapeman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Modern Lovers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mantronix,
Sam Rivers,
Swell Maps,
Lou Christie,
DJ Sneak,
Neu!,
Mandrill,
Faust,
Harmonia,
Accadde A,
Deepchord,
Bluetip,
The Fortunes,
Eve St. Jones,
Lyres,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Sixth Finger,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
H. Thieme,
Massinfluence,
Country Teasers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Audionom,
Derrick Morgan,
The Fuzztones,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Albert Ayler,
Barclay James Harvest,
EPMD,
Livin' Joy,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.