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 Panama and from Seoul.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 rhodes 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 Adolescents to the funk 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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Zero Boys,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Moody Blues,
The Residents,
Alton Ellis,
Drive Like Jehu,
cv313,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nirvana,
The Electric Prunes,
Henry Cow,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ken Boothe,
Tropical Tobacco,
Marmalade,
Bad Manners,
MDC,
Eric Copeland,
Pantaleimon,
Nas,
Johnny Osbourne,
Fear,
Amon Düül,
Absolute Body Control,
Underground Resistance,
Graham Central Station,
David Bowie,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Delta 5,
Funkadelic,
John Foxx,
Girls At Our Best!,
Black Sheep,
Infiniti,
The Star Department,
Niagra,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Warren Ellis,
Lee Hazlewood,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Dave Clark Five,
Make Up,
The Busters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Moleskins,
Loose Ends,
Spoonie Gee,
Godley & Creme,
Chris & Cosey,
Public Enemy,
Masters at Work,
The Birthday Party,
The Martian,
Sun Ra,
Dark Day,
Brass Construction,
Lightning Bolt,
Moby Grape,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.