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 Ivory Coast and from Edmonton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Juan Atkins to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Basic Channel,
Peter and Kerry,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nico,
Agent Orange,
Eddi Front,
Toni Rubio,
Outsiders,
Lakeside,
Tomorrow,
Stereo Dub,
Eric Copeland,
Panda Bear,
Scott Walker,
Joey Negro,
The Standells,
ABC,
48th St. Collective,
Max Romeo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
This Heat,
Organ,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rekid,
Easy Going,
Hardrive,
Radio Birdman,
Boz Scaggs,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gong,
Terrestrial Tones,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Cure,
Black Flag,
The Leaves,
Gabor Szabo,
The Buckinghams,
Severed Heads,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bang On A Can,
Vainqueur,
China Crisis,
Dennis Brown,
Funky Four + One,
Marine Girls,
The Doors,
The Names,
The Count Five,
The Motions,
Malaria!,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Michelle Simonal,
Dead Boys,
The Residents,
Todd Terry,
Crispy Ambulance,
Model 500,
The Mighty Diamonds,
the Slits,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.