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 Germany and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Gap Band to the grime 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 Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Au Pairs,
Amon Düül II,
Camberwell Now,
Boredoms,
Sugar Minott,
Graham Central Station,
Flamin' Groovies,
Monolake,
Laurel Aitken,
The Birthday Party,
Clear Light,
Accadde A,
The Divine Comedy,
Tom Boy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Black Flag,
Michelle Simonal,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Misunderstood,
Heaven 17,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Matthew Bourne,
Metal Thangz,
Cheater Slicks,
Derrick May,
Visage,
Eric Copeland,
China Crisis,
Interpol,
Dawn Penn,
Scratch Acid,
In Retrospect,
Robert Görl,
Sixth Finger,
Fela Kuti,
Tubeway Army,
a-ha,
Jacques Brel,
Arab on Radar,
Nation of Ulysses,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Sound,
Vainqueur,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Buckinghams,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Wire,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Fugs,
Urselle,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Thompson Twins,
Skriet,
Hot Snakes,
Chris & Cosey,
Judy Mowatt,
The Neon Judgement,
The Modern Lovers,
Neu!,
Boz Scaggs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.