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 Comoros and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 sitar 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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Angry Samoans,
Man Eating Sloth,
Radio Birdman,
kango's stein massive,
The Doors,
The Motions,
Scientists,
Bluetip,
Moebius,
Danielle Patucci,
Panda Bear,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pylon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ludus,
Subhumans,
Moby Grape,
Agitation Free,
The Move,
L. Decosne,
The Standells,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Quantec,
Lindisfarne,
Kerri Chandler,
Kool Moe Dee,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Sound,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
E-Dancer,
Easy Going,
Donald Byrd,
Bootsy Collins,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Vogues,
Peter and Kerry,
The United States of America,
Intrusion,
The Kinks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ronan,
Camouflage,
Ohio Players,
Marine Girls,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Groovy Waters,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Skaos,
Porter Ricks,
Judy Mowatt,
the Sonics,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Letta Mbulu,
Essential Logic,
The Smiths,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Real Kids,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.