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 Madagascar and from Milan.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bad Manners to the funk 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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Neil Young,
Anthony Braxton,
Radio Birdman,
Joe Finger,
Moss Icon,
Cal Tjader,
Davy DMX,
The Real Kids,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Echospace,
Q and Not U,
Unwound,
Pagans,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Dennis Brown,
The Walker Brothers,
Eddi Front,
Ultimate Spinach,
Public Enemy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Model 500,
Marc Almond,
The Skatalites,
The Gladiators,
MC5,
These Immortal Souls,
Warsaw,
D'Angelo,
The Fortunes,
Peter & Gordon,
Qualms,
Grey Daturas,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Residents,
Morten Harket,
Cecil Taylor,
The Buckinghams,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bill Wells,
The Leaves,
Rapeman,
Metal Thangz,
Young Marble Giants,
Eric Copeland,
Kurtis Blow,
A Certain Ratio,
DJ Sneak,
Rites of Spring,
Soul II Soul,
Public Image Ltd.,
cv313,
Das Ding,
Laurel Aitken,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Letta Mbulu,
Brass Construction,
Moby Grape,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Reagan Youth,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.