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 Burkina and from Manchester.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 Funkadelic to the grunge 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 The Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Eric Copeland tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sound,
Shoche,
Connie Case,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Grass Roots,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Seeds,
DJ Style,
Scion,
Hot Snakes,
Traffic Nightmare,
Josef K,
K-Klass,
Organ,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
David McCallum,
Kas Product,
The Offenders,
Slick Rick,
D'Angelo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Radio Birdman,
Johnny Clarke,
Stockholm Monsters,
Charles Mingus,
A Certain Ratio,
AZ,
Robert Wyatt,
Sonic Youth,
Black Flag,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lindisfarne,
Bill Wells,
Pole,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bobby Sherman,
Aswad,
Mission of Burma,
The Residents,
Lou Christie,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Loose Ends,
Panda Bear,
Eli Mardock,
Bootsy Collins,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eden Ahbez,
Joe Finger,
Make Up,
The Cowsills,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cheater Slicks,
Toni Rubio,
MDC,
Crispian St. Peters,
Amon Düül II,
Swans,
Mantronix,
Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle.
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.