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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Mexico City.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
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 Hardrive to the grunge 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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama 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 spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
Max Romeo,
X-102,
DJ Sneak,
Theoretical Girls,
Loose Ends,
Graham Central Station,
The Gun Club,
Urselle,
The Real Kids,
The Alarm Clocks,
Roxy Music,
Jacob Miller,
OOIOO,
The Kinks,
Gil Scott Heron,
ABC,
Rosa Yemen,
Kurtis Blow,
Derrick May,
Echospace,
Rites of Spring,
KRS-One,
Oblivians,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Silicon Teens,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Skriet,
Peter & Gordon,
Moebius,
The Neon Judgement,
Tubeway Army,
Nils Olav,
Desert Stars,
Barclay James Harvest,
David McCallum,
Scrapy,
The Star Department,
Jerry Gold Smith,
World's Most,
Suburban Knight,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Amon Düül II,
Porter Ricks,
Black Bananas,
Big Daddy Kane,
Maurizio,
The Doobie Brothers,
K-Klass,
Japan,
T. Rex,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ponytail,
Rotary Connection,
The Angels of Light,
Arcadia,
Alton Ellis,
Nick Fraelich,
Easy Going,
Gichy Dan,
The Sound,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Misunderstood,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.