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 Italy and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Milan and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 arpeggiator 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the disco 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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Monolake,
Pet Shop Boys,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dead Boys,
The Martian,
The Smiths,
Black Flag,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Johnny Clarke,
Barrington Levy,
Mad Mike,
Maleditus Sound,
The Misunderstood,
Zapp,
Tim Buckley,
Prince Buster,
Dave Gahan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lakeside,
E-Dancer,
Second Layer,
Graham Central Station,
Fela Kuti,
Basic Channel,
Black Bananas,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Doors,
Rakim,
Funkadelic,
Thompson Twins,
The Busters,
Dual Sessions,
The Star Department,
Yellowson,
FM Einheit,
Bobby Sherman,
Hardrive,
the Swans,
Jawbox,
The Fuzztones,
Freddie Wadling,
Cecil Taylor,
Von Mondo,
KRS-One,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lalo Schifrin,
Black Moon,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Moody Blues,
Index,
Depeche Mode,
Ituana,
Rekid,
The Litter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Isaac Hayes,
Surgeon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.