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 New Zealand and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lille.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Soft Machine to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Q and Not U,
Index,
Arab on Radar,
Arcadia,
Aural Exciters,
The Remains,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Skarface,
Thompson Twins,
Soft Machine,
New Order,
James White and The Blacks,
Mark Hollis,
Tom Boy,
Byron Stingily,
Yaz,
Hasil Adkins,
Robert Wyatt,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Germs,
The Saints,
Quadrant,
Neil Young,
Lightning Bolt,
Gong,
Dead Boys,
Sun Ra,
Angry Samoans,
Black Moon,
Tommy Roe,
Hardrive,
Con Funk Shun,
Pet Shop Boys,
Slick Rick,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Siglo XX,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Brass Construction,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Black Sheep,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Real Kids,
Niagra,
Gang Starr,
Tim Buckley,
Aswad,
Gichy Dan,
Radiohead,
Loose Ends,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gil Scott Heron,
L. Decosne,
Derrick Morgan,
Bobby Byrd,
The Gun Club,
Shuggie Otis,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.