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 Burkina and from Lille.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Bizarre Inc. to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Graham Central Station,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Count Five,
Outsiders,
Donald Byrd,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Trojans,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Flamin' Groovies,
Audionom,
Jeru the Damaja,
Harry Pussy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kerri Chandler,
Sister Nancy,
Los Fastidios,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Spoonie Gee,
Traffic Nightmare,
DJ Sneak,
Boogie Down Productions,
Soulsonic Force,
Eli Mardock,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lou Christie,
Al Stewart,
Rapeman,
Peter & Gordon,
Nirvana,
Pussy Galore,
FM Einheit,
The Smoke,
Yazoo,
the Fania All-Stars,
China Crisis,
Loose Ends,
Amon Düül II,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Television Personalities,
Cybotron,
James White and The Blacks,
Kaleidoscope,
Niagra,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Sheep,
Sonic Youth,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sight & Sound,
Bill Wells,
Skriet,
Hot Snakes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Invisible,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Smog, Smog, Smog, Smog.
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.