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 Andorra and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Drive Like Jehu 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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin 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 spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Amon Düül,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Aaron Thompson,
Chris & Cosey,
Camouflage,
Fatback Band,
Wally Richardson,
Derrick Morgan,
The Saints,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Zero Boys,
Girls At Our Best!,
Guru Guru,
Intrusion,
Gichy Dan,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nation of Ulysses,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
John Coltrane,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Livin' Joy,
Essential Logic,
David Axelrod,
The Searchers,
Chrome,
Harry Pussy,
Flash Fearless,
Infiniti,
Jesper Dahlback,
Scientists,
Erykah Badu,
Eurythmics,
Don Cherry,
Public Enemy,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pole,
This Heat,
Roxette,
Ludus,
Interpol,
Ice-T,
Reuben Wilson,
Marvin Gaye,
Soul Sonic Force,
Khruangbin,
Michelle Simonal,
Bronski Beat,
Lalann,
Yusef Lateef,
Soft Cell,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Blancmange,
Black Flag,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Yellowson,
Scrapy,
The Motions,
Average White Band,
Kenny Larkin,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.