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 Macedonia 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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sonic Youth to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Slits. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Malaria!,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Audionom,
Soulsonic Force,
The Fugs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ultimate Spinach,
Easy Going,
Yazoo,
Skarface,
Tres Demented,
Gabor Szabo,
Bootsy Collins,
June of 44,
Anthony Braxton,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Deepchord,
Whodini,
The Smiths,
Donald Byrd,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
A Certain Ratio,
The Trojans,
The Remains,
The Standells,
Marine Girls,
Kerrie Biddell,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Drive Like Jehu,
Crime,
Wings,
Unrelated Segments,
Peter and Kerry,
EPMD,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
World's Most,
Gong,
The Happenings,
Todd Terry,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dennis Brown,
The Cramps,
Barry Ungar,
Byron Stingily,
the Slits,
Aural Exciters,
Scan 7,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sun Ra,
Sarah Menescal,
cv313,
AZ,
The Electric Prunes,
MDC,
Terrestrial Tones,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.