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 the UAE and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Matthew Bourne to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tears for Fears,
Wings,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ornette Coleman,
Soul II Soul,
Reuben Wilson,
Country Teasers,
Nirvana,
Danielle Patucci,
Popol Vuh,
Lungfish,
Ponytail,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joe Finger,
The Zeros,
Rufus Thomas,
Malaria!,
The Evens,
Johnny Clarke,
Todd Terry,
The Trojans,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Marcia Griffiths,
Slick Rick,
Pylon,
Skriet,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Grass Roots,
Fifty Foot Hose,
In Retrospect,
Dual Sessions,
Ludus,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cymande,
K-Klass,
Maleditus Sound,
Das Ding,
The Stooges,
ABBA,
Zero Boys,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rosa Yemen,
The J.B.'s,
The Electric Prunes,
Nik Kershaw,
Big Daddy Kane,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Mighty Diamonds,
PIL,
Sun City Girls,
The Neon Judgement,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Index,
A Certain Ratio,
Infiniti,
Stockholm Monsters,
MC5,
Agitation Free,
Lebanon Hanover,
Half Japanese,
Animal Collective,
Brand Nubian,
Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.
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.