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 Ivory Coast and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 rhodes 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 Quadrant to the rock 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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Throbbing Gristle,
Little Man,
Byron Stingily,
Sam Rivers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Black Moon,
Erasure,
Chris & Cosey,
Jeff Lynne,
Sun City Girls,
Pantaleimon,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Patti Smith,
Silicon Teens,
Make Up,
Fatback Band,
Bluetip,
The Moleskins,
Kayak,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Urselle,
Crime,
Dawn Penn,
Boredoms,
Kevin Saunderson,
Khruangbin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Soft Cell,
Excepter,
Junior Murvin,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Neon Judgement,
Brand Nubian,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Max Romeo,
Arthur Verocai,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Anthony Braxton,
Erykah Badu,
Laurel Aitken,
Rotary Connection,
Fear,
Lightning Bolt,
Zero Boys,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sight & Sound,
EPMD,
Los Fastidios,
Rapeman,
Country Teasers,
DJ Style,
E-Dancer,
T. Rex,
Danielle Patucci,
The Flesh Eaters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rod Modell,
Thee Headcoats,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Grey Daturas,
Brothers Johnson,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.