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 Kosovo and from Cairo.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pagans to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
Little Man,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Move,
AZ,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Normal,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Guru Guru,
Absolute Body Control,
Joy Division,
Aswad,
Eve St. Jones,
Duran Duran,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Fear,
Youth Brigade,
Soulsonic Force,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kas Product,
F. McDonald,
Eric Copeland,
Sam Rivers,
The Leaves,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Buckinghams,
Frankie Knuckles,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Real Kids,
Judy Mowatt,
Bill Wells,
Piero Umiliani,
Supertramp,
Marvin Gaye,
Yellowson,
the Slits,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
DJ Sneak,
Thee Headcoats,
Simply Red,
Zapp,
Newcleus,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
ABC,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Crooked Eye,
New York Dolls,
Kenny Larkin,
Kool Moe Dee,
Con Funk Shun,
Bizarre Inc.,
Arcadia,
Hoover,
Gabor Szabo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ponytail,
Johnny Clarke,
Depeche Mode,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sonic Youth,
The Cowsills,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.