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 Greece and from Bologna.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Average White Band 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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crooked Eye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fela Kuti,
Buzzcocks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
H. Thieme,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Thee Headcoats,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mars,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Carl Craig,
The Music Machine,
Jerry Gold Smith,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Beau Brummels,
Sex Pistols,
The Black Dice,
Janne Schatter,
New Age Steppers,
Arcadia,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Groovy Waters,
Minutemen,
Colin Newman,
The Blackbyrds,
Swans,
The Gap Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Modern Lovers,
Smog,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Charles Mingus,
Rufus Thomas,
Robert Görl,
The Count Five,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jawbox,
Deepchord,
X-101,
Bill Wells,
Y Pants,
Adolescents,
Joe Smooth,
Chrome,
David Axelrod,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Electric Prunes,
Unrelated Segments,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Aloha Tigers,
Peter and Kerry,
Ten City,
The Victims,
The Searchers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Neil Young,
Depeche Mode,
Simply Red,
K-Klass,
Tears for Fears,
the Slits,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.