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 Dominican Republic and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 The United States of America to the grunge 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Skaos,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hoover,
Guru Guru,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lucky Dragons,
MC5,
E-Dancer,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Make Up,
Main Source,
Roger Hodgson,
Minnie Riperton,
Andrew Hill,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pierre Henry,
Black Flag,
Iggy Pop,
Crispian St. Peters,
Black Sheep,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Modern Lovers,
Jerry Gold Smith,
New York Dolls,
Man Parrish,
The Slits,
Wings,
Funky Four + One,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Star Department,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rhythm & Sound,
PIL,
Moebius,
Marshall Jefferson,
Soulsonic Force,
The Names,
The Barracudas,
Scan 7,
Heaven 17,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sister Nancy,
Skriet,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Organ,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Selecter,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
FM Einheit,
Frankie Knuckles,
Popol Vuh,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ronnie Foster,
The Stooges,
The Monks,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Victims,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.