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 Tanzania and from Johannesburg.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 sitar 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 Bill Near to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Residents. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Stooges record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Idris Muhammad,
Neil Young,
Tim Buckley,
Technova,
Ornette Coleman,
The Skatalites,
The Happenings,
Lyres,
The Real Kids,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Neon Judgement,
Blossom Toes,
Intrusion,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Janne Schatter,
Man Parrish,
Hasil Adkins,
Minny Pops,
the Germs,
Country Teasers,
Lakeside,
John Cale,
David Axelrod,
Curtis Mayfield,
Q65,
Eurythmics,
Magma,
Ice-T,
Soft Machine,
The Kinks,
Royal Trux,
Shuggie Otis,
Can,
Anthony Braxton,
Yusef Lateef,
Icehouse,
Camberwell Now,
The Beau Brummels,
ABC,
Zapp,
Banda Bassotti,
Negative Approach,
Eric B and Rakim,
Urselle,
Sixth Finger,
The Fugs,
The Trojans,
Electric Prunes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Siglo XX,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Audionom,
Joe Finger,
Vainqueur,
June Days,
Mars,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Anakelly,
Byron Stingily,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.