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 Poland 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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Cluster to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Quando Quango,
David McCallum,
Desert Stars,
Kool Moe Dee,
Royal Trux,
The Golliwogs,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Grass Roots,
Outsiders,
Eddi Front,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Scott Walker,
Mark Hollis,
Yusef Lateef,
Gang Gang Dance,
Camouflage,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Adolescents,
The Five Americans,
Lightning Bolt,
Negative Approach,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pagans,
New Age Steppers,
Pierre Henry,
The Smoke,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Frankie Knuckles,
Underground Resistance,
Yazoo,
F. McDonald,
In Retrospect,
Malaria!,
Sandy B,
Ohio Players,
Kurtis Blow,
JFA,
Ten City,
Jacques Brel,
Surgeon,
Black Sheep,
Blossom Toes,
ABBA,
LL Cool J,
Intrusion,
Avey Tare,
Crooked Eye,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Stereo Dub,
Carl Craig,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lungfish,
Wings,
Echospace,
Swans,
Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth.
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.