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 Estonia and from Paris.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Absolute Body Control to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rapeman 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New York Dolls,
X-101,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rhythm & Sound,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Eddi Front,
Johnny Osbourne,
Saccharine Trust,
Banda Bassotti,
Pussy Galore,
Reagan Youth,
Pantytec,
Mars,
Q and Not U,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Cure,
Wings,
Jesper Dahlback,
Country Joe & The Fish,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Harmonia,
Rakim,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Panda Bear,
Shoche,
The New Christs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Tommy Roe,
David McCallum,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Matthew Halsall,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Whodini,
Mission of Burma,
Camberwell Now,
Blossom Toes,
The Monks,
Sexual Harrassment,
Peter and Kerry,
Isaac Hayes,
Trumans Water,
Animal Collective,
Grauzone,
Amazonics,
The J.B.'s,
Talk Talk,
John Lydon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Monolake,
Funkadelic,
Von Mondo,
Sandy B,
Kenny Larkin,
Crime,
The Angels of Light,
Kurtis Blow,
Brand Nubian,
Anthony Braxton,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.