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 Guatemala and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 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 Minnie Riperton to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Ornette Coleman,
The Fire Engines,
the Human League,
Janne Schatter,
Guru Guru,
The Mummies,
The Raincoats,
Newcleus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kevin Saunderson,
Marmalade,
Archie Shepp,
The Fortunes,
Patti Smith,
Cybotron,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Swans,
Matthew Bourne,
Visage,
Cheater Slicks,
Kayak,
Barrington Levy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gang Green,
Blake Baxter,
The Modern Lovers,
Metal Thangz,
Dual Sessions,
DJ Style,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ultimate Spinach,
Maurizio,
John Coltrane,
Susan Cadogan,
The Cramps,
Gichy Dan,
Funky Four + One,
Don Cherry,
Sam Rivers,
Urselle,
Pagans,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Agent Orange,
Skarface,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Echospace,
Marc Almond,
Chris & Cosey,
Vladislav Delay,
Royal Trux,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Smiths,
Wally Richardson,
L. Decosne,
The Alarm Clocks,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Star Department,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scan 7,
Quando Quango,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.