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 Vietnam and from Madrid.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Copenhagen.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Hutcherson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Bar-Kays,
Thompson Twins,
The Barracudas,
The Happenings,
Mantronix,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Guru Guru,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
World's Most,
The Dead C,
Japan,
Electric Prunes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Swans,
Scion,
The Smiths,
Alice Coltrane,
Robert Wyatt,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ossler,
Country Teasers,
Simply Red,
Ultra Naté,
Tommy Roe,
Buzzcocks,
The Kinks,
Sugar Minott,
Fugazi,
the Soft Cell,
The Slits,
The Sound,
David Bowie,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Slits,
AZ,
The Wake,
Au Pairs,
Delon & Dalcan,
Tres Demented,
Black Moon,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Shadows of Knight,
Amon Düül II,
June Days,
Jerry's Kids,
Sällskapet,
Zero Boys,
Grandmaster Flash,
Hashim,
Peter and Kerry,
The Techniques,
Ken Boothe,
The American Breed,
The Doors,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kerrie Biddell,
Letta Mbulu,
Magazine,
Pagans,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.