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 Tunisia and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lagos.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the guitar 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 Surgeon to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
The Dead C,
Guru Guru,
Bluetip,
Interpol,
Janne Schatter,
The Cure,
Todd Rundgren,
Gang of Four,
The Real Kids,
K-Klass,
Quando Quango,
Josef K,
The Gladiators,
Big Daddy Kane,
Junior Murvin,
Maleditus Sound,
The Moody Blues,
Johnny Clarke,
Arthur Verocai,
kango's stein massive,
Hasil Adkins,
The Five Americans,
Basic Channel,
The Walker Brothers,
John Holt,
Henry Cow,
Jerry's Kids,
Drexciya,
Johnny Osbourne,
Andrew Hill,
Harry Pussy,
The Monks,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Unwound,
Sister Nancy,
Rotary Connection,
Radiohead,
The Smiths,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Pretty Things,
Tubeway Army,
Adolescents,
Intrusion,
Erasure,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Little Man,
The Monochrome Set,
Sam Rivers,
Brand Nubian,
Parry Music,
Sonny Sharrock,
Echospace,
Faust,
The Electric Prunes,
The Busters,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.