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 Gambia and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Fugs to the crunk 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 Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Green record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Reuben Wilson,
Mandrill,
Alphaville,
The Red Krayola,
Sparks,
Newcleus,
Supertramp,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ludus,
Jimmy McGriff,
Archie Shepp,
Crooked Eye,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kaleidoscope,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Steve Hackett,
Brick,
Deakin,
Isaac Hayes,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pere Ubu,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Technova,
Gang Green,
Eric B and Rakim,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scan 7,
Cybotron,
Lalann,
Lightning Bolt,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sister Nancy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Swans,
E-Dancer,
Cecil Taylor,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sunsets and Hearts,
La Düsseldorf,
Scion,
Joyce Sims,
Urselle,
Judy Mowatt,
Moby Grape,
Alton Ellis,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Neon Judgement,
Aural Exciters,
F. McDonald,
Gichy Dan,
Accadde A,
Peter and Kerry,
The Move,
Gang Starr,
Robert Görl,
David McCallum,
Von Mondo,
Barrington Levy,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
David Bowie,
The Modern Lovers,
Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia.
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.