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 Canada and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bologna.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ 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 FM Einheit to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Fat Boys,
The Beau Brummels,
Joyce Sims,
The Star Department,
Robert Hood,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Monks,
T.S.O.L.,
John Foxx,
Tears for Fears,
Brick,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pole,
Sällskapet,
The Slackers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Hoover,
Tom Boy,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sun Ra,
Howard Jones,
Kaleidoscope,
Mark Hollis,
Traffic Nightmare,
Stetsasonic,
Supertramp,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Derrick Morgan,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Big Daddy Kane,
Brand Nubian,
Marvin Gaye,
Scan 7,
the Soft Cell,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Leaves,
The Monochrome Set,
The Doors,
The Divine Comedy,
Erykah Badu,
Connie Case,
Unwound,
Agent Orange,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Invisible,
R.M.O.,
Rapeman,
The Misunderstood,
Buzzcocks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
LL Cool J,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ituana,
Funkadelic,
Dual Sessions,
John Holt,
One Last Wish,
Fela Kuti,
Chris & Cosey,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sister Nancy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.