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 Yemen 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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Beasts of Bourbon. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Massinfluence,
K-Klass,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Toasters,
The Monks,
The Dead C,
The Trojans,
Hardrive,
Eve St. Jones,
Gang Green,
Cal Tjader,
Altered Images,
The Gap Band,
Quantec,
Pulsallama,
Aaron Thompson,
Brass Construction,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ash Ra Tempel,
E-Dancer,
Bill Near,
Depeche Mode,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kayak,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sun City Girls,
The Raincoats,
Pharoah Sanders,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Skarface,
Johnny Clarke,
Index,
Cheater Slicks,
Zero Boys,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The J.B.'s,
Patti Smith,
LL Cool J,
Icehouse,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bizarre Inc.,
Average White Band,
Iggy Pop,
James White and The Blacks,
Lalann,
Crispian St. Peters,
Donald Byrd,
Alphaville,
Q65,
Max Romeo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Warren Ellis,
Stiv Bators,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Duran Duran,
Fela Kuti,
Arab on Radar,
John Coltrane,
The Walker Brothers,
Scrapy,
The Motions,
Sarah Menescal,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.