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 Liberia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Seoul.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sugar Minott to the jazz 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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Franke,
Mission of Burma,
Andrew Hill,
Lyres,
New Age Steppers,
Section 25,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Intrusion,
Juan Atkins,
ABBA,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sexual Harrassment,
Nirvana,
The Gladiators,
Matthew Bourne,
Niagra,
Basic Channel,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Moleskins,
Symarip,
Ultravox,
Alice Coltrane,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
John Coltrane,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Star Department,
Eddi Front,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Audionom,
Grauzone,
Cluster,
Underground Resistance,
Roxette,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sex Pistols,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Spandau Ballet,
Loose Ends,
Babytalk,
Alton Ellis,
John Cale,
Aaron Thompson,
Kerri Chandler,
The Names,
the Slits,
Gang Green,
Hot Snakes,
The Raincoats,
The Moody Blues,
Jawbox,
Main Source,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Black Bananas,
Delon & Dalcan,
Peter & Gordon,
Magma,
Hasil Adkins,
Eden Ahbez,
Letta Mbulu,
Absolute Body Control,
UT,
Sarah Menescal,
The Monochrome Set,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.