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 Luxembourg and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Audionom to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jerry Gold Smith. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
Swell Maps,
Mandrill,
The Leaves,
Royal Trux,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rhythm & Sound,
The United States of America,
Mad Mike,
Aaron Thompson,
The Fugs,
the Human League,
Malaria!,
Radiohead,
Aswad,
Underground Resistance,
F. McDonald,
Barry Ungar,
Easy Going,
Wolf Eyes,
John Cale,
The J.B.'s,
Hardrive,
Robert Wyatt,
The Blackbyrds,
the Soft Cell,
Tomorrow,
Boogie Down Productions,
Minny Pops,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lucky Dragons,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Black Dice,
Lakeside,
Lindisfarne,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pagans,
Supertramp,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
KRS-One,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rufus Thomas,
Skaos,
Con Funk Shun,
The Gories,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Amazonics,
Ice-T,
Audionom,
Bootsy Collins,
New York Dolls,
Animal Collective,
The Misunderstood,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.