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 Norway and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 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 Colin Newman to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a U.S. Maple record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
Kas Product,
Robert Görl,
Pere Ubu,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Toasters,
Anthony Braxton,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Y Pants,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bronski Beat,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jacob Miller,
Magma,
Kevin Saunderson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Vogues,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bad Manners,
Visage,
Ultra Naté,
Gichy Dan,
Tropical Tobacco,
Brick,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bang On A Can,
Panda Bear,
Tommy Roe,
Amon Düül II,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ornette Coleman,
Ten City,
Crime,
The Gories,
Gregory Isaacs,
Heaven 17,
Barclay James Harvest,
Duran Duran,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Stereo Dub,
PIL,
Jimmy McGriff,
Godley & Creme,
Neil Young,
Malaria!,
Altered Images,
Rekid,
Grandmaster Flash,
kango's stein massive,
Brothers Johnson,
Andrew Hill,
Lakeside,
Rod Modell,
Electric Prunes,
Scion,
Infiniti,
Althea and Donna,
Cecil Taylor,
Piero Umiliani,
Dual Sessions,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.