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 Liberia and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Copenhagen.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Bizarre Inc. to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Minny Pops,
Matthew Halsall,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
New Age Steppers,
The Count Five,
Mark Hollis,
Subhumans,
Joensuu 1685,
The United States of America,
E-Dancer,
Spandau Ballet,
Mary Jane Girls,
Electric Prunes,
Public Enemy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Stiv Bators,
Bill Wells,
Intrusion,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Slackers,
Wings,
Moby Grape,
Main Source,
The Fortunes,
Amazonics,
Bizarre Inc.,
Underground Resistance,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Searchers,
Warren Ellis,
Popol Vuh,
the Sonics,
Liliput,
World's Most,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sugar Minott,
Second Layer,
Siglo XX,
Von Mondo,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Sonics,
Dark Day,
Basic Channel,
John Lydon,
Lee Hazlewood,
Brothers Johnson,
AZ,
Neu!,
The Skatalites,
The Fugs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Fatback Band,
Grey Daturas,
Marvin Gaye,
Das Ding,
Oblivians,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Last Poets,
The Litter,
Duran Duran,
The J.B.'s,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.