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 Japan and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Agitation Free to the jazz 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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Grey Daturas,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Soft Cell,
Prince Buster,
Oneida,
Simply Red,
Scan 7,
Whodini,
Joy Division,
Absolute Body Control,
Fugazi,
Mantronix,
Bobby Sherman,
Trumans Water,
D'Angelo,
Morten Harket,
Amon Düül,
Shoche,
The Young Rascals,
Sun City Girls,
Mo-Dettes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Funkadelic,
Bobby Womack,
Ronan,
Minutemen,
Toni Rubio,
Blake Baxter,
Hasil Adkins,
Yellowson,
The Golliwogs,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Stockholm Monsters,
Freddie Wadling,
Monolake,
Wolf Eyes,
Faraquet,
Lindisfarne,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lungfish,
David McCallum,
Ten City,
Television,
The Invisible,
Barbara Tucker,
Crispy Ambulance,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dorothy Ashby,
Joyce Sims,
Man Parrish,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Connie Case,
The Five Americans,
Public Enemy,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sight & Sound,
Bill Wells,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
World's Most,
Bob Dylan,
Arcadia,
The Wake, The Wake, The Wake, The Wake.
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.