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 New York.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gregory Isaacs to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultra Naté record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Oblivians,
Mo-Dettes,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Fortunes,
Rosa Yemen,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Scrapy,
Monks,
Lou Reed,
Nik Kershaw,
The Remains,
Procol Harum,
Jacob Miller,
Cheater Slicks,
The Fall,
Radiohead,
Absolute Body Control,
X-101,
The Monochrome Set,
Sällskapet,
Glambeats Corp.,
Duran Duran,
Iggy Pop,
Metal Thangz,
Barbara Tucker,
Nas,
Yellowson,
Robert Wyatt,
The Zeros,
Piero Umiliani,
Juan Atkins,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
David McCallum,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rotary Connection,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Tears for Fears,
Echospace,
Rufus Thomas,
The Five Americans,
Harry Pussy,
Brass Construction,
Gichy Dan,
a-ha,
Khruangbin,
Fatback Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gang Gang Dance,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Joe Smooth,
AZ,
Franke,
Idris Muhammad,
Vainqueur,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Slits,
Bobby Womack,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Deakin,
Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners.
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.