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 Kyrgyzstan and from Calgary.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 spring reverb 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 Stockholm Monsters to the funk 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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crooked Eye,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bill Wells,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Trojans,
Prince Buster,
X-Ray Spex,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gregory Isaacs,
Andrew Hill,
Can,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
In Retrospect,
MDC,
Audionom,
cv313,
Marcia Griffiths,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Procol Harum,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rekid,
Echospace,
Wings,
K-Klass,
Soul II Soul,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Fortunes,
Barrington Levy,
Fat Boys,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Marine Girls,
Joy Division,
Excepter,
Minnie Riperton,
The Misunderstood,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sparks,
The Blackbyrds,
Absolute Body Control,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marvin Gaye,
The Fuzztones,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sixth Finger,
The Music Machine,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Black Dice,
the Germs,
Grey Daturas,
Pere Ubu,
Henry Cow,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Tres Demented,
Chrome,
The Associates,
Sun Ra,
Gang Gang Dance,
Cameo,
Whodini,
Deadbeat,
The Detroit Cobras,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.