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 Nigeria and from Delhi.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 güiro 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 KRS-One to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sexual Harrassment. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
The Human League,
Rekid,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sam Rivers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Intrusion,
D'Angelo,
Wally Richardson,
Iggy Pop,
Dorothy Ashby,
Stereo Dub,
Jerry's Kids,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Neon Judgement,
The Angels of Light,
Con Funk Shun,
Masters at Work,
The Knickerbockers,
Y Pants,
X-Ray Spex,
The Martian,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Easy Going,
The Velvet Underground,
Buzzcocks,
Essential Logic,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scott Walker,
Unwound,
Juan Atkins,
Eden Ahbez,
Hoover,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Graham Central Station,
cv313,
PIL,
Yellowson,
U.S. Maple,
Radiohead,
Reuben Wilson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Divine Comedy,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ituana,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Harmonia,
Bootsy Collins,
Jeff Mills,
Model 500,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Letta Mbulu,
Todd Terry,
Deepchord,
Barclay James Harvest,
Glenn Branca,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Talk Talk,
Urselle,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.