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 Libya and from Portland.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 güiro 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 Skaos to the crunk 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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
The Offenders,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Althea and Donna,
Brand Nubian,
Unrelated Segments,
Minutemen,
A Certain Ratio,
These Immortal Souls,
K-Klass,
Easy Going,
Trumans Water,
The Red Krayola,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Todd Rundgren,
Warren Ellis,
the Bar-Kays,
Wally Richardson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Young Marble Giants,
Hoover,
Andrew Hill,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Skaos,
The United States of America,
Amon Düül II,
The Gories,
The Blues Magoos,
Radiopuhelimet,
Robert Görl,
Fad Gadget,
Sister Nancy,
Pole,
Symarip,
Soft Machine,
Todd Terry,
Ohio Players,
Yellowson,
Black Moon,
Throbbing Gristle,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Avey Tare,
Pussy Galore,
Hasil Adkins,
Grey Daturas,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
T. Rex,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Archie Shepp,
CMW,
Bootsy Collins,
Cheater Slicks,
Qualms,
Infiniti,
The Buckinghams,
Barrington Levy,
Iggy Pop,
Smog,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bad Manners,
Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis.
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.