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 Seychelles and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Amon Düül II to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 United States of America. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive 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?
John Holt,
Bootsy Collins,
Connie Case,
Josef K,
Severed Heads,
This Heat,
The Red Krayola,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
D'Angelo,
Dorothy Ashby,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eric Copeland,
The Slits,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Black Sheep,
The Pretty Things,
Harry Pussy,
Black Flag,
Nik Kershaw,
The United States of America,
Tommy Roe,
Gerry Rafferty,
Radio Birdman,
The Neon Judgement,
Delta 5,
The Happenings,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Mummies,
Blancmange,
Heaven 17,
Delon & Dalcan,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Freddie Wadling,
Stiv Bators,
10cc,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
DNA,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Grandmaster Flash,
Howard Jones,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
DJ Style,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
New York Dolls,
the Sonics,
The Kinks,
Maleditus Sound,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Newcleus,
Deakin,
Jeff Lynne,
The Searchers,
Kurtis Blow,
Kayak,
Gabor Szabo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rapeman,
Section 25,
Schoolly D,
48th St. Collective,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.