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 Swaziland and from Manchester.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Soul Sonic Force to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sugar Minott,
Kerrie Biddell,
Hoover,
kango's stein massive,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ludus,
Slave,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Agitation Free,
Junior Murvin,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Fatback Band,
Massinfluence,
Jawbox,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Last Poets,
UT,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Terrestrial Tones,
LL Cool J,
Quantec,
Bobby Byrd,
Albert Ayler,
Supertramp,
X-102,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Buzzcocks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pierre Henry,
Faraquet,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Move,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rekid,
Marmalade,
The Doors,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roxette,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Busters,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mad Mike,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
FM Einheit,
10cc,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Pop Group,
Bizarre Inc.,
Barry Ungar,
Eden Ahbez,
Lyres,
Grey Daturas,
One Last Wish,
Theoretical Girls,
Danielle Patucci,
The Fall,
Nick Fraelich,
Johnny Osbourne,
Archie Shepp,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment.
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.