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 Rwanda and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 James White and The Blacks to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Danielle Patucci,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eric B and Rakim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bill Near,
Bauhaus,
Radiohead,
Crooked Eye,
Scott Walker,
X-101,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Marvin Gaye,
Y Pants,
Japan,
The Five Americans,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Buckinghams,
Dead Boys,
Bobby Womack,
Letta Mbulu,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Duran Duran,
Pulsallama,
Zapp,
the Germs,
Alice Coltrane,
Arcadia,
Quando Quango,
The Raincoats,
Whodini,
Scan 7,
Skarface,
Chris & Cosey,
Rotary Connection,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Television Personalities,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ossler,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pierre Henry,
Yaz,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rakim,
Drexciya,
Tim Buckley,
Bizarre Inc.,
Faust,
DJ Style,
Moebius,
Tom Boy,
David McCallum,
The Fall,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rekid,
Carl Craig,
Archie Shepp,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Don Cherry,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.