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 Botswana and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Althea and Donna to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Ponytail,
Tomorrow,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Associates,
Mandrill,
Ice-T,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Erykah Badu,
The Slits,
Amon Düül II,
Popol Vuh,
Flamin' Groovies,
Essential Logic,
Thee Headcoats,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Cowsills,
R.M.O.,
Pere Ubu,
Technova,
Faraquet,
Bauhaus,
Magma,
AZ,
Angry Samoans,
Television Personalities,
Fear,
Groovy Waters,
Cybotron,
Roger Hodgson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Harmonia,
Hot Snakes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Mission of Burma,
The Index,
Negative Approach,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Theoretical Girls,
the Germs,
Marc Almond,
Intrusion,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Black Dice,
Pharoah Sanders,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
New Age Steppers,
Flash Fearless,
Tim Buckley,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Model 500,
Joy Division,
the Normal,
Monks,
The Angels of Light,
Blake Baxter,
Skarface,
Cluster,
Aswad,
Little Man,
Josef K,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.