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 Tanzania and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
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 Country Teasers to the techno 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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pretty Things record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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 Litter,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Monochrome Set,
Television Personalities,
Hashim,
Rekid,
Intrusion,
Jacob Miller,
Suicide,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Idris Muhammad,
Kool Moe Dee,
10cc,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Goldenarms,
The Standells,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Stooges,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Marshall Jefferson,
Robert Wyatt,
Sight & Sound,
Dennis Brown,
Shuggie Otis,
Janne Schatter,
Newcleus,
The Buckinghams,
These Immortal Souls,
Theoretical Girls,
Gregory Isaacs,
Wire,
Albert Ayler,
The Grass Roots,
Susan Cadogan,
Arthur Verocai,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bobby Womack,
The Evens,
Lucky Dragons,
Tommy Roe,
Blossom Toes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Reuben Wilson,
Mandrill,
Kerrie Biddell,
Arab on Radar,
Absolute Body Control,
Scion,
Dead Boys,
Roxette,
Godley & Creme,
Cymande,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Fuzztones,
Freddie Wadling,
Judy Mowatt,
The Offenders,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Isaac Hayes,
The Birthday Party,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.