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 Turkey and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and New York.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 D'Angelo to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Kool G Rap & DJ Polo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Severed Heads 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Second Layer,
Avey Tare,
Blossom Toes,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tom Boy,
A Certain Ratio,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Soft Cell,
Joy Division,
Alphaville,
48th St. Collective,
the Swans,
Rod Modell,
Skaos,
ABC,
Matthew Bourne,
The Gladiators,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Outsiders,
Sound Behaviour,
Camouflage,
Flamin' Groovies,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Neon Judgement,
John Cale,
kango's stein massive,
Sparks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Mission of Burma,
Yellowson,
Delon & Dalcan,
Panda Bear,
Fifty Foot Hose,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skarface,
Dark Day,
Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wire,
Derrick May,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Underground Resistance,
Country Teasers,
DJ Style,
Fatback Band,
Peter and Kerry,
Chris & Cosey,
Barclay James Harvest,
DJ Sneak,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Roxette,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Roger Hodgson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
JFA,
Los Fastidios,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bronski Beat,
Circle Jerks,
Albert Ayler,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.