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 Egypt and from Spokane.
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 Madrid and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Surgeon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Au Pairs,
June of 44,
Neu!,
Black Sheep,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Boredoms,
Andrew Hill,
Inner City,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rosa Yemen,
UT,
Lower 48,
OOIOO,
Barbara Tucker,
Whodini,
Cymande,
Jerry's Kids,
New Order,
the Association,
Robert Hood,
Main Source,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Stooges,
Depeche Mode,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Kinks,
Nas,
The Pop Group,
Max Romeo,
Dark Day,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Fire Engines,
Oneida,
Suicide,
Newcleus,
Vainqueur,
Monolake,
Nils Olav,
Yaz,
Arcadia,
Alison Limerick,
Desert Stars,
Sex Pistols,
Rod Modell,
Easy Going,
Rakim,
Toni Rubio,
Jandek,
The Electric Prunes,
Juan Atkins,
The Human League,
Tommy Roe,
Todd Terry,
Fad Gadget,
Funky Four + One,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.