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 Korea North and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Slave to the techno 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 Jerry Gold Smith. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pere Ubu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
Jandek,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Harmonia,
Swell Maps,
Robert Hood,
Negative Approach,
X-102,
Lakeside,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Scan 7,
Boredoms,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Danielle Patucci,
Jeff Lynne,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Cameo,
Ultravox,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Joy Division,
Camberwell Now,
Agent Orange,
Joe Finger,
Bobby Byrd,
Sam Rivers,
B.T. Express,
Franke,
Banda Bassotti,
Rakim,
Lou Reed,
Shuggie Otis,
Scratch Acid,
Eurythmics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Television,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pole,
Boz Scaggs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Yazoo,
Buzzcocks,
Delta 5,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bill Near,
Roy Ayers,
Subhumans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fela Kuti,
Peter and Kerry,
The Dead C,
Goldenarms,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Excepter,
Japan,
Rosa Yemen,
Yaz,
Basic Channel,
Crispian St. Peters,
Reuben Wilson,
Andrew Hill,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.