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 Suriname and from Bologna.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Trumans Water,
Andrew Hill,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pulsallama,
Goldenarms,
Cluster,
Television Personalities,
T.S.O.L.,
Bush Tetras,
Shuggie Otis,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nas,
Donny Hathaway,
Sonic Youth,
Ornette Coleman,
DJ Style,
EPMD,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Agent Orange,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ronnie Foster,
Flipper,
Steve Hackett,
Eddi Front,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lalann,
Joy Division,
Wolf Eyes,
The Victims,
The Seeds,
Moss Icon,
Marc Almond,
The Techniques,
Buzzcocks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Anthony Braxton,
Deakin,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Alarm Clocks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Scratch Acid,
Lakeside,
Alice Coltrane,
The J.B.'s,
The Fugs,
Tres Demented,
Ralphi Rosario,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pagans,
Spandau Ballet,
Sound Behaviour,
Q and Not U,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Brass Construction,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lower 48,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Zapp,
Blancmange,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.