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 Chile and from Johannesburg.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Max Romeo to the disco 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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Scrapy,
PIL,
Colin Newman,
The Litter,
Audionom,
The Offenders,
Rakim,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hardrive,
Silicon Teens,
Heaven 17,
Index,
Arthur Verocai,
The Dead C,
Boogie Down Productions,
Stereo Dub,
Fluxion,
Section 25,
Godley & Creme,
X-101,
Pere Ubu,
Ten City,
Japan,
The Modern Lovers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Prince Buster,
Aaron Thompson,
Amon Düül II,
Davy DMX,
Monolake,
Eli Mardock,
Andrew Hill,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Residents,
Shoche,
Camouflage,
Vainqueur,
Subhumans,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Icehouse,
Radiohead,
The Knickerbockers,
Tres Demented,
Nick Fraelich,
Kerrie Biddell,
Khruangbin,
Sex Pistols,
Panda Bear,
Mad Mike,
Brothers Johnson,
Talk Talk,
Gabor Szabo,
Can,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Spoonie Gee,
Bootsy Collins,
Boredoms,
The Raincoats,
48th St. Collective,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Blackbyrds,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.