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 Egypt and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Quadrant to the electroclash 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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cymande record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
JFA,
Television,
Easy Going,
Mandrill,
R.M.O.,
Sonic Youth,
David Bowie,
Bootsy Collins,
The Music Machine,
Trumans Water,
Roger Hodgson,
The Wake,
Sister Nancy,
The United States of America,
Ice-T,
Avey Tare,
Bush Tetras,
Ultravox,
Hardrive,
Black Bananas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Althea and Donna,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Popol Vuh,
8 Eyed Spy,
Big Daddy Kane,
Todd Rundgren,
Negative Approach,
David Axelrod,
Scott Walker,
Shoche,
The Fall,
Jandek,
Porter Ricks,
Massinfluence,
Joensuu 1685,
Angry Samoans,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Minutemen,
Procol Harum,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Camouflage,
Mars,
Yellowson,
the Sonics,
Skaos,
Kevin Saunderson,
Davy DMX,
Freddie Wadling,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Crash Course in Science,
Harpers Bizarre,
Magma,
Essential Logic,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jacob Miller,
MC5,
Neil Young,
The Raincoats,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pole,
Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic.
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.