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 Sweden and from Houston.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the marimba 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 a-ha 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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Lalo Schifrin,
Toni Rubio,
Schoolly D,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Divine Comedy,
Mandrill,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
This Heat,
Sixth Finger,
Judy Mowatt,
Terry Callier,
Ken Boothe,
The Evens,
Harry Pussy,
Avey Tare,
Andrew Hill,
Gabor Szabo,
China Crisis,
The Invisible,
CMW,
Public Image Ltd.,
Aloha Tigers,
Sparks,
T. Rex,
Bobby Womack,
Magma,
The Blues Magoos,
Aural Exciters,
Stockholm Monsters,
Brothers Johnson,
The Doobie Brothers,
Amon Düül,
Susan Cadogan,
JFA,
Reagan Youth,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gang Starr,
Sister Nancy,
Yellowson,
the Swans,
The Offenders,
Monolake,
Ronan,
Bad Manners,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ice-T,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Todd Terry,
Fad Gadget,
The Doors,
Scratch Acid,
Marc Almond,
Sonic Youth,
Agent Orange,
Blossom Toes,
Easy Going,
The Slits,
Eric B and Rakim,
Archie Shepp,
Godley & Creme,
Ten City,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.