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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Lou Reed 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 Reuben Wilson to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Marshall Jefferson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Bananas,
Robert Görl,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Yazoo,
Qualms,
Wings,
The Star Department,
Ice-T,
Panda Bear,
Avey Tare,
The Slits,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Godley & Creme,
Cameo,
a-ha,
Slave,
Maurizio,
Brick,
the Sonics,
Skarface,
Talk Talk,
Colin Newman,
OOIOO,
Lyres,
Grandmaster Flash,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Soft Machine,
The Divine Comedy,
Pagans,
Skriet,
Lebanon Hanover,
John Foxx,
Second Layer,
Mantronix,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Moody Blues,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Con Funk Shun,
Bang On A Can,
Little Man,
Brass Construction,
Scott Walker,
Surgeon,
Freddie Wadling,
Sixth Finger,
Boogie Down Productions,
Zero Boys,
Sonny Sharrock,
Loose Ends,
Hardrive,
Boredoms,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Warsaw,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Intrusion,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.