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 Laos and from Madrid.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Das Ding to the crunk 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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
Chris Corsano,
Soul II Soul,
Technova,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Harpers Bizarre,
Deepchord,
Todd Terry,
Essential Logic,
Marcia Griffiths,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
John Coltrane,
Susan Cadogan,
Wolf Eyes,
Lou Reed,
Pulsallama,
Hasil Adkins,
Nils Olav,
Simply Red,
The Fuzztones,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Steve Hackett,
Stetsasonic,
Man Parrish,
Kevin Saunderson,
Marvin Gaye,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Mary Jane Girls,
Delon & Dalcan,
Minor Threat,
This Heat,
Arab on Radar,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lakeside,
Anakelly,
Thompson Twins,
Newcleus,
Eurythmics,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sparks,
Bill Wells,
The Mojo Men,
Howard Jones,
Unrelated Segments,
Warren Ellis,
Sun Ra,
Depeche Mode,
China Crisis,
Banda Bassotti,
F. McDonald,
Alton Ellis,
Bauhaus,
Hashim,
Mark Hollis,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nico,
Lyres,
Skriet,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Little Man,
The Misunderstood,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.