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 Madagascar and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Hashim to the rap 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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Siglo XX,
Main Source,
The Velvet Underground,
Marmalade,
F. McDonald,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bootsy Collins,
Terrestrial Tones,
Graham Central Station,
Neu!,
The Last Poets,
David Axelrod,
Deadbeat,
The Smiths,
Avey Tare,
Average White Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Harmonia,
JFA,
K-Klass,
The Red Krayola,
Can,
Black Bananas,
Youth Brigade,
Brass Construction,
Todd Rundgren,
Ituana,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Minutemen,
Amazonics,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Fugs,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Wake,
Steve Hackett,
The Young Rascals,
10cc,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Albert Ayler,
The Mojo Men,
The Raincoats,
Eric Dolphy,
Maleditus Sound,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Au Pairs,
Cameo,
Pantytec,
Gregory Isaacs,
Colin Newman,
Dave Gahan,
Cecil Taylor,
Basic Channel,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bobby Womack,
Rites of Spring,
cv313,
Skarface,
Q and Not U,
Janne Schatter,
Organ,
Joe Smooth,
Maurizio,
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.