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 Samoa and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 synthesizer 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 La Düsseldorf to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Angels of Light. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
LL Cool J,
La Düsseldorf,
Quando Quango,
Johnny Clarke,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eden Ahbez,
Wasted Youth,
Shuggie Otis,
Andrew Hill,
Scion,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Minny Pops,
Fear,
Reuben Wilson,
10cc,
Second Layer,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Count Five,
Archie Shepp,
The Star Department,
The Fire Engines,
Ronnie Foster,
Amon Düül,
Minutemen,
Glambeats Corp.,
AZ,
The Standells,
Negative Approach,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Fugs,
The Kinks,
Lyres,
Excepter,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Spoonie Gee,
Sun City Girls,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Invisible,
John Cale,
Au Pairs,
Eli Mardock,
The Smoke,
The J.B.'s,
Ohio Players,
Liliput,
Bauhaus,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Stooges,
Albert Ayler,
Shoche,
Qualms,
Gang Starr,
Pantytec,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pussy Galore,
Monolake,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.