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 Cyprus and from Sao Paulo.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Todd Terry to the jazz 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 The Victims. All the underground hits.
All Kool G Rap & DJ Polo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
Derrick May,
Lower 48,
DNA,
Eurythmics,
Au Pairs,
Marcia Griffiths,
Essential Logic,
Absolute Body Control,
Public Image Ltd.,
KRS-One,
Sex Pistols,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Five Americans,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tomorrow,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eric Dolphy,
Joe Finger,
The Busters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Marvin Gaye,
Barrington Levy,
The Toasters,
kango's stein massive,
The Tremeloes,
Maleditus Sound,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Young Marble Giants,
Brand Nubian,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Knickerbockers,
Morten Harket,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Jandek,
Pantaleimon,
Con Funk Shun,
Suburban Knight,
Peter & Gordon,
10cc,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jawbox,
Cecil Taylor,
Fear,
Terry Callier,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Nation of Ulysses,
John Coltrane,
Wings,
The Invisible,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Zero Boys,
Alice Coltrane,
Nik Kershaw,
Nirvana,
Magma,
The J.B.'s,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.