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 Greece and from Taipei.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Tim Buckley to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Oneida,
The Techniques,
Faust,
Throbbing Gristle,
Danielle Patucci,
Big Daddy Kane,
Youth Brigade,
The Leaves,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobby Byrd,
Rapeman,
The Mighty Diamonds,
John Lydon,
Mo-Dettes,
Pussy Galore,
Judy Mowatt,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Pop Group,
Barrington Levy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Echospace,
Davy DMX,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Toasters,
Dead Boys,
Interpol,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Minny Pops,
Urselle,
Eli Mardock,
Mission of Burma,
Public Image Ltd.,
PIL,
The Birthday Party,
Roy Ayers,
Cheater Slicks,
the Human League,
Absolute Body Control,
Minnie Riperton,
The Cure,
Simply Red,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Groovy Waters,
Isaac Hayes,
Whodini,
Aswad,
Sound Behaviour,
The Barracudas,
Bronski Beat,
Eddi Front,
Alton Ellis,
Inner City,
Jacques Brel,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Scrapy,
Crispy Ambulance,
Black Bananas,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Slits,
Al Stewart,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.