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 Turkmenistan and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the sitar 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 Laurel Aitken to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Flesh Eaters. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers Ubiquity 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Don Cherry,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Red Krayola,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Black Bananas,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eden Ahbez,
One Last Wish,
Lalann,
Animal Collective,
Neil Young,
Gang Green,
Infiniti,
The Fuzztones,
Moebius,
Harry Pussy,
Magma,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Isaac Hayes,
Robert Wyatt,
The Tremeloes,
These Immortal Souls,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gong,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Zero Boys,
Warsaw,
the Swans,
Grey Daturas,
Ken Boothe,
Ice-T,
Rekid,
Delon & Dalcan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Skriet,
Minor Threat,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Mandrill,
Visage,
Carl Craig,
EPMD,
Jeru the Damaja,
Moss Icon,
Letta Mbulu,
John Holt,
Soul II Soul,
Symarip,
Fluxion,
Rosa Yemen,
Dual Sessions,
Radiohead,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Technova,
New York Dolls,
Donald Byrd,
Sparks,
Robert Görl,
Lightning Bolt,
Chris & Cosey,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.