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 Ghana and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Black Sheep to the funk 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 The Saints. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
The Gories,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Deakin,
Boogie Down Productions,
a-ha,
Eden Ahbez,
Black Moon,
Alison Limerick,
FM Einheit,
Newcleus,
In Retrospect,
The Angels of Light,
Bob Dylan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Motorama,
Black Bananas,
Howard Jones,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Count Five,
Circle Jerks,
Monolake,
Faust,
The Toasters,
The Seeds,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
David Bowie,
R.M.O.,
The Skatalites,
Royal Trux,
Television,
The Five Americans,
Brick,
The Alarm Clocks,
Derrick Morgan,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Minutemen,
Soft Machine,
The Residents,
Japan,
Technova,
Thompson Twins,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Saints,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Accadde A,
Rufus Thomas,
Eric B and Rakim,
Amazonics,
Lee Hazlewood,
Juan Atkins,
Rites of Spring,
Public Enemy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Fat Boys,
MC5,
Arcadia,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.