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 Armenia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Black Dice to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
Barry Ungar,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Faraquet,
John Cale,
EPMD,
F. McDonald,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ronnie Foster,
Echospace,
Blossom Toes,
Subhumans,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lebanon Hanover,
Soul II Soul,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Symarip,
L. Decosne,
Flipper,
Althea and Donna,
Rites of Spring,
Darondo,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Donny Hathaway,
Sun City Girls,
Junior Murvin,
The Wake,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
JFA,
Neil Young,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
KRS-One,
DJ Sneak,
Siglo XX,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ralphi Rosario,
David Axelrod,
Smog,
Glenn Branca,
Khruangbin,
Black Flag,
Ultra Naté,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Vainqueur,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Invisible,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Oneida,
Angry Samoans,
Television Personalities,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Divine Comedy,
Pharoah Sanders,
Connie Case,
DJ Style,
Janne Schatter,
Lalann,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.