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 Czech Republic and from Portland.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Newcleus to the rock 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 Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glambeats Corp. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
Tropical Tobacco,
Shuggie Otis,
Radiopuhelimet,
Soulsonic Force,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Simply Red,
Lalann,
Lebanon Hanover,
E-Dancer,
Kayak,
Wings,
The Black Dice,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
June Days,
Davy DMX,
Matthew Bourne,
Jandek,
T. Rex,
Pylon,
Jeff Lynne,
New Order,
The Electric Prunes,
The Standells,
Cluster,
Henry Cow,
The Remains,
Average White Band,
Peter and Kerry,
Minutemen,
Nick Fraelich,
Desert Stars,
Bronski Beat,
Vainqueur,
Black Flag,
Angry Samoans,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rhythm & Sound,
Deakin,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Unrelated Segments,
Johnny Osbourne,
Q and Not U,
The Velvet Underground,
Alison Limerick,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
X-101,
Amon Düül II,
Swans,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jacques Brel,
The American Breed,
Erykah Badu,
Derrick May,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ornette Coleman,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.