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 Lesotho and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro 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 Neu! to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan 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?
Neil Young,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Grandmaster Flash,
Angry Samoans,
Moebius,
Tomorrow,
Bobby Sherman,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
MDC,
Wire,
Bootsy Collins,
Oneida,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Offenders,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Fugs,
Don Cherry,
Can,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Happenings,
Flipper,
Grauzone,
The Zeros,
Public Image Ltd.,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tommy Roe,
Howard Jones,
Hashim,
Loose Ends,
Basic Channel,
the Normal,
Yellowson,
The Sound,
The Fuzztones,
Mark Hollis,
The Slackers,
Malaria!,
Johnny Osbourne,
Franke,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Big Daddy Kane,
Absolute Body Control,
Fad Gadget,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Delta 5,
Matthew Bourne,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Girls At Our Best!,
Amon Düül II,
Grey Daturas,
Nirvana,
DNA,
Robert Görl,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Crooked Eye,
Unrelated Segments,
Chrome,
Trumans Water,
Sparks,
One Last Wish,
Pulsallama,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.