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 Grenada and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Spokane.
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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Q and Not U to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
X-102,
Zapp,
Warren Ellis,
Motorama,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Thompson Twins,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Velvet Underground,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rekid,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pagans,
Sonny Sharrock,
Minutemen,
John Cale,
Pet Shop Boys,
Aloha Tigers,
The Gap Band,
La Düsseldorf,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sonic Youth,
The Moleskins,
Roxette,
The Searchers,
Nik Kershaw,
The Pop Group,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Soul II Soul,
Moss Icon,
Easy Going,
Joe Finger,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Iggy Pop,
Andrew Hill,
Outsiders,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Theoretical Girls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Barclay James Harvest,
Yaz,
Delta 5,
Youth Brigade,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wasted Youth,
Leonard Cohen,
Radiohead,
Banda Bassotti,
Negative Approach,
Eric Copeland,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Martian,
Gerry Rafferty,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kenny Larkin,
Fugazi,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Soft Cell,
Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion.
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.