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 Luxembourg and from Madrid.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Philadelphia.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Amon Düül II to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
The Mummies,
48th St. Collective,
Al Stewart,
Tom Boy,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Carl Craig,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tubeway Army,
X-102,
Arcadia,
Cluster,
China Crisis,
Swans,
Groovy Waters,
Bush Tetras,
This Heat,
Piero Umiliani,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Suburban Knight,
The Skatalites,
Anakelly,
Stockholm Monsters,
David Axelrod,
Adolescents,
DJ Sneak,
Lalann,
Pylon,
Main Source,
Kayak,
Banda Bassotti,
Funkadelic,
Pulsallama,
Throbbing Gristle,
Crispy Ambulance,
H. Thieme,
The Names,
The Fortunes,
Clear Light,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Young Rascals,
Bill Wells,
Altered Images,
Delta 5,
The Litter,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Marshall Jefferson,
Colin Newman,
Gastr Del Sol,
Joy Division,
Absolute Body Control,
Fugazi,
JFA,
Matthew Bourne,
The Misunderstood,
The Leaves,
Grey Daturas,
Black Flag,
The Saints, The Saints, The Saints, The Saints.
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.