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 Lithuania and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Trumans Water to the grime 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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
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,
Livin' Joy,
Wire,
Tres Demented,
Piero Umiliani,
Ohio Players,
The Invisible,
Yellowson,
The Cowsills,
The Monks,
Pierre Henry,
Oblivians,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Oneida,
Eden Ahbez,
Con Funk Shun,
Maurizio,
Joe Finger,
Das Ding,
Lalann,
Neu!,
Shoche,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Arcadia,
Leonard Cohen,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Dark Day,
World's Most,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Smoke,
Traffic Nightmare,
Unrelated Segments,
Moss Icon,
Funkadelic,
Maleditus Sound,
Nik Kershaw,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Derrick May,
Bobby Byrd,
Franke,
Bronski Beat,
Rites of Spring,
The New Christs,
Bill Wells,
Anakelly,
Jawbox,
X-102,
Arab on Radar,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Alphaville,
Shuggie Otis,
Subhumans,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Amazonics,
The Dead C,
Sugar Minott,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Unwound,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Harry Pussy,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.