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 Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Roxy Music to the dance 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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Count Five 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Kevin Saunderson,
Terry Callier,
Agitation Free,
Bauhaus,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sun City Girls,
Newcleus,
Archie Shepp,
Gang Green,
Rekid,
Maleditus Sound,
Outsiders,
John Coltrane,
Can,
Hot Snakes,
Pantaleimon,
KRS-One,
The Residents,
Ronnie Foster,
The Count Five,
PIL,
Amon Düül II,
The Durutti Column,
Flipper,
Leonard Cohen,
In Retrospect,
Fugazi,
The Shadows of Knight,
Joensuu 1685,
Groovy Waters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Associates,
R.M.O.,
Amon Düül,
Marcia Griffiths,
Anakelly,
Dual Sessions,
Rod Modell,
MDC,
Bronski Beat,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Easy Going,
Malaria!,
The Detroit Cobras,
Marine Girls,
Rufus Thomas,
June of 44,
Cybotron,
Lightning Bolt,
Sonic Youth,
Audionom,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ronan,
Roy Ayers,
Eric Dolphy,
Bill Near,
Faust,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Robert Wyatt,
X-101,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.