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 Monaco and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Siglo XX to the grime 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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
Unrelated Segments,
Eve St. Jones,
X-101,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Loose Ends,
48th St. Collective,
Todd Rundgren,
The Barracudas,
Matthew Bourne,
Sällskapet,
Gang Starr,
Hardrive,
Au Pairs,
The Angels of Light,
Sandy B,
Shuggie Otis,
JFA,
DJ Sneak,
Ituana,
Lungfish,
The Offenders,
Harmonia,
PIL,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Con Funk Shun,
Heaven 17,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Mantronix,
Essential Logic,
Severed Heads,
Cameo,
The Gap Band,
The Misunderstood,
Crash Course in Science,
Kool Moe Dee,
Excepter,
The Searchers,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Camberwell Now,
Bronski Beat,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Gladiators,
Graham Central Station,
Minor Threat,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Sound,
Negative Approach,
Ronnie Foster,
Cheater Slicks,
The Pop Group,
Bang On A Can,
OOIOO,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Human League,
Cabaret Voltaire,
CMW,
La Düsseldorf,
Mr. Review,
James White and The Blacks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.