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 Netherlands and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 La Düsseldorf to the grunge 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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jerry's Kids,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Accadde A,
Model 500,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bush Tetras,
Joe Finger,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Misunderstood,
Marine Girls,
Crime,
Basic Channel,
Eric Dolphy,
The Remains,
Eli Mardock,
Infiniti,
The Smiths,
Ronnie Foster,
DJ Sneak,
Brass Construction,
Sun Ra,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Soft Cell,
Heaven 17,
Sex Pistols,
Pantaleimon,
Robert Wyatt,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Gories,
Bizarre Inc.,
Davy DMX,
Patti Smith,
Duran Duran,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lee Hazlewood,
Aaron Thompson,
Rapeman,
OOIOO,
The Kinks,
The Skatalites,
Pere Ubu,
The Mummies,
Pole,
Aswad,
The Moleskins,
Kenny Larkin,
R.M.O.,
Dark Day,
Minor Threat,
Funky Four + One,
Minny Pops,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Blues Magoos,
cv313,
Prince Buster,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.