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 Romania and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines to the rock 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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Eating Sloth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Loose Ends,
Hoover,
The Monks,
Peter and Kerry,
Eurythmics,
The Gun Club,
Aswad,
Mary Jane Girls,
China Crisis,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Idris Muhammad,
Saccharine Trust,
Glenn Branca,
Guru Guru,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Knickerbockers,
Dual Sessions,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rekid,
Gong,
Audionom,
Intrusion,
the Human League,
Robert Görl,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Junior Murvin,
Unwound,
Barbara Tucker,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sam Rivers,
The Skatalites,
Fela Kuti,
Graham Central Station,
Anakelly,
Spoonie Gee,
Goldenarms,
The Kinks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Chris Corsano,
MDC,
Cluster,
Wally Richardson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Basic Channel,
Soulsonic Force,
Joey Negro,
The Victims,
The Five Americans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marshall Jefferson,
Outsiders,
Bob Dylan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ornette Coleman,
Johnny Osbourne,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Real Kids,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.