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 Armenia and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Bill Near to the techno 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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers Ubiquity 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
Ponytail,
Bauhaus,
PIL,
Kaleidoscope,
Jeff Mills,
Lucky Dragons,
Piero Umiliani,
Desert Stars,
Kayak,
Wally Richardson,
The Music Machine,
The Velvet Underground,
Wire,
Iggy Pop,
The Dave Clark Five,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Angels of Light,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Quando Quango,
Drexciya,
Marshall Jefferson,
Minny Pops,
CMW,
The Electric Prunes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Charles Mingus,
Anthony Braxton,
Sister Nancy,
Warren Ellis,
Dual Sessions,
Todd Rundgren,
U.S. Maple,
Ronnie Foster,
John Cale,
The Litter,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Chris Corsano,
Cymande,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Oneida,
Spandau Ballet,
kango's stein massive,
The American Breed,
The Human League,
48th St. Collective,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Scan 7,
Roy Ayers,
Hot Snakes,
cv313,
Jawbox,
The Black Dice,
Black Moon,
Camberwell Now,
Jesper Dahlback,
Anakelly,
JFA,
Warsaw,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.