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 Haiti and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Motorama to the dance 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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bill Near,
Pharoah Sanders,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
B.T. Express,
Grey Daturas,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sound Behaviour,
Dead Boys,
The Kinks,
The Offenders,
Agent Orange,
Sight & Sound,
The Standells,
Deakin,
Chris & Cosey,
Neu!,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Matthew Halsall,
Faraquet,
The Evens,
The Selecter,
Anakelly,
The Doobie Brothers,
Talk Talk,
Massinfluence,
The Alarm Clocks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Names,
Neil Young,
The Smiths,
Warsaw,
John Cale,
Henry Cow,
Marine Girls,
Crispy Ambulance,
Jeff Mills,
Infiniti,
Danielle Patucci,
Guru Guru,
Lucky Dragons,
The Angels of Light,
Echospace,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Al Stewart,
Soft Cell,
the Germs,
The Detroit Cobras,
Carl Craig,
Sandy B,
The Leaves,
Japan,
Cecil Taylor,
JFA,
Nick Fraelich,
Fatback Band,
Radiohead,
Masters at Work,
Black Moon,
Amazonics,
Cluster,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.