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 Jamaica and from Tokyo.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 snare 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 Mary Jane Girls to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jacques Brel,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dorothy Ashby,
Zapp,
X-Ray Spex,
Public Image Ltd.,
Peter & Gordon,
the Bar-Kays,
Public Enemy,
June Days,
Wally Richardson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jeff Lynne,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Barracudas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
L. Decosne,
The Offenders,
Minutemen,
Byron Stingily,
CMW,
F. McDonald,
Sugar Minott,
The Remains,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Mars,
Flipper,
Glenn Branca,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mary Jane Girls,
Oblivians,
Ten City,
David Bowie,
The Red Krayola,
Tommy Roe,
Fear,
Donny Hathaway,
In Retrospect,
The Mummies,
Lungfish,
Magma,
Siglo XX,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Seeds,
Maleditus Sound,
Pussy Galore,
Audionom,
Freddie Wadling,
The Dead C,
Agent Orange,
The Count Five,
Bauhaus,
Tres Demented,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Porter Ricks,
Bobby Womack,
Model 500,
DJ Style,
Technova,
Sun Ra,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.