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 Guatemala and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Portland and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Marc Almond to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
Supertramp,
Moss Icon,
Pussy Galore,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Television Personalities,
Marine Girls,
Interpol,
The Music Machine,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rhythm & Sound,
KRS-One,
The Count Five,
Second Layer,
Chris & Cosey,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Q and Not U,
The American Breed,
Scott Walker,
Howard Jones,
Neil Young,
Inner City,
Fugazi,
Aswad,
The Electric Prunes,
The Young Rascals,
The Monochrome Set,
Oblivians,
Danielle Patucci,
Groovy Waters,
Clear Light,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Japan,
Funkadelic,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Selecter,
The Smiths,
Von Mondo,
Johnny Clarke,
Brothers Johnson,
Moby Grape,
The Dead C,
Gang Green,
Negative Approach,
Mo-Dettes,
Grauzone,
Reagan Youth,
The Blackbyrds,
Eric Dolphy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Five Americans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Last Poets,
Marc Almond,
Black Flag,
Los Fastidios,
Eddi Front,
Yusef Lateef,
Joy Division,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.