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 Syria and from Seoul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Silicon Teens to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Model 500,
Roxette,
Barbara Tucker,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
kango's stein massive,
Altered Images,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The J.B.'s,
Dennis Brown,
Agent Orange,
The Angels of Light,
Stereo Dub,
Nick Fraelich,
Jawbox,
Duran Duran,
Howard Jones,
The Dirtbombs,
Nico,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Motions,
Kayak,
B.T. Express,
The Wake,
Rapeman,
Sun Ra,
X-101,
Black Pus,
T. Rex,
The Techniques,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Chrome,
The Fugs,
Thompson Twins,
Kaleidoscope,
The Stooges,
Ossler,
K-Klass,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Trumans Water,
Japan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
H. Thieme,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Residents,
The Monks,
Bluetip,
The Gories,
Gang Green,
Big Daddy Kane,
Shoche,
New Age Steppers,
The Move,
Harmonia,
Nas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Television,
One Last Wish,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.