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 Kiribati and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the funk 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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ituana,
Camberwell Now,
Rod Modell,
Yazoo,
Glenn Branca,
Rapeman,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Shadows of Knight,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Move,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Albert Ayler,
Bluetip,
Porter Ricks,
Brand Nubian,
Pussy Galore,
The Toasters,
The Stooges,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eurythmics,
John Foxx,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ludus,
Skaos,
Archie Shepp,
The Dave Clark Five,
Angry Samoans,
The Saints,
Leonard Cohen,
Panda Bear,
Toni Rubio,
Flash Fearless,
Can,
Lakeside,
Tubeway Army,
Soft Cell,
The Flesh Eaters,
cv313,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gabor Szabo,
Eddi Front,
Slave,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Main Source,
The Electric Prunes,
48th St. Collective,
Sandy B,
Yellowson,
The Mojo Men,
Second Layer,
Chris Corsano,
Urselle,
Silicon Teens,
Cluster,
A Flock of Seagulls,
LL Cool J,
Sparks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.