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 Slovenia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Peter & Gordon to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Robert Wyatt. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Swell Maps,
Bobby Sherman,
Absolute Body Control,
These Immortal Souls,
The Move,
Neil Young,
Mission of Burma,
Procol Harum,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Loose Ends,
Cybotron,
Suburban Knight,
Mary Jane Girls,
David Axelrod,
The Music Machine,
Gang Starr,
The Grass Roots,
Nirvana,
Nas,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bang On A Can,
Easy Going,
Bobby Byrd,
The Young Rascals,
The Litter,
Adolescents,
Icehouse,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rufus Thomas,
The Zeros,
Wally Richardson,
Severed Heads,
The Pretty Things,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Duran Duran,
Bob Dylan,
Half Japanese,
Ronnie Foster,
Wolf Eyes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Cramps,
The Techniques,
New Order,
Tres Demented,
Faraquet,
The J.B.'s,
Grandmaster Flash,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sarah Menescal,
Brick,
Quadrant,
Michelle Simonal,
Robert Wyatt,
Ituana,
Crooked Eye,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Cowsills,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.