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 Nepal and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Seoul.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Agent Orange to the punk 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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
Don Cherry,
Yellowson,
Charles Mingus,
The Index,
Ken Boothe,
The Angels of Light,
Suicide,
Suburban Knight,
Main Source,
Interpol,
Lucky Dragons,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Chris Corsano,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Clear Light,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Hasil Adkins,
Cal Tjader,
Eve St. Jones,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cluster,
The Offenders,
the Normal,
Kenny Larkin,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Tom Boy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Iggy Pop,
Bob Dylan,
Vainqueur,
Anthony Braxton,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sun City Girls,
Gichy Dan,
Barbara Tucker,
Andrew Hill,
Jacques Brel,
Donald Byrd,
Camberwell Now,
Intrusion,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Negative Approach,
Pylon,
Lakeside,
Fugazi,
Liliput,
a-ha,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Freddie Wadling,
Cymande,
David McCallum,
Derrick Morgan,
Outsiders,
Kaleidoscope,
Man Parrish,
X-101,
Television Personalities,
Wally Richardson,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.