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 Korea South and from Tokyo.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Henry Cow to the rock 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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Absolute Body Control,
Sonic Youth,
Talk Talk,
Anthony Braxton,
The Toasters,
Roger Hodgson,
Severed Heads,
John Cale,
Letta Mbulu,
Carl Craig,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ohio Players,
Make Up,
Ken Boothe,
Funkadelic,
Iggy Pop,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sixth Finger,
Bobby Hutcherson,
La Düsseldorf,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Slits,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Liliput,
DNA,
The Sound,
Supertramp,
June of 44,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Index,
Essential Logic,
Ice-T,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Echospace,
Ornette Coleman,
Gang Gang Dance,
Alton Ellis,
Robert Wyatt,
Mantronix,
These Immortal Souls,
In Retrospect,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lebanon Hanover,
L. Decosne,
David Bowie,
Traffic Nightmare,
Minny Pops,
Delta 5,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tropical Tobacco,
Isaac Hayes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nirvana,
Soul Sonic Force,
Soft Cell,
Animal Collective,
Rod Modell,
The Smiths,
Wings,
The Saints,
Tomorrow,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.