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 Argentina and from Stockholm.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 synthesizer 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 Harpers Bizarre to the techno 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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Althea and Donna,
Letta Mbulu,
Echospace,
The Beau Brummels,
Simply Red,
Soft Machine,
John Cale,
Quantec,
The Techniques,
Lalo Schifrin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Hasil Adkins,
Delta 5,
Roxy Music,
Infiniti,
The Birthday Party,
Boredoms,
John Holt,
Pere Ubu,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dual Sessions,
Bob Dylan,
The Victims,
Deepchord,
Shoche,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Icehouse,
Eve St. Jones,
K-Klass,
Aswad,
Crime,
The Slackers,
Davy DMX,
Cheater Slicks,
The Monks,
The Standells,
The Motions,
Marc Almond,
The Gun Club,
Reuben Wilson,
Das Ding,
The Alarm Clocks,
Skriet,
Black Bananas,
David McCallum,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sarah Menescal,
Basic Channel,
Slick Rick,
T.S.O.L.,
The Cowsills,
JFA,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Goldenarms,
X-102,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.