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 Uruguay and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Philadelphia.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Loose Ends to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Popol Vuh record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Half Japanese,
Moby Grape,
The J.B.'s,
Rakim,
Radiohead,
X-102,
Magma,
Sam Rivers,
Vladislav Delay,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sonny Sharrock,
Malaria!,
Lee Hazlewood,
Slave,
Ornette Coleman,
Cecil Taylor,
The Invisible,
The Cowsills,
JFA,
Grey Daturas,
The Fugs,
Pharoah Sanders,
Marc Almond,
The Mummies,
Deadbeat,
Kas Product,
Accadde A,
The Birthday Party,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Durutti Column,
Audionom,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Camberwell Now,
Maurizio,
Funkadelic,
The Wake,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Raincoats,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Evens,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Clear Light,
Surgeon,
Crash Course in Science,
DJ Style,
The Star Department,
Technova,
Q65,
The Dirtbombs,
Pagans,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Quando Quango,
Reuben Wilson,
The Seeds,
Flamin' Groovies,
Marcia Griffiths,
Drexciya,
Monolake,
Sällskapet,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.