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 Libya and from Johannesburg.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Magma to the electroclash 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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett 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?
L. Decosne,
Procol Harum,
Cheater Slicks,
Easy Going,
Black Flag,
The Toasters,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Nico,
Joe Smooth,
Drive Like Jehu,
cv313,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Stereo Dub,
the Germs,
the Fania All-Stars,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Freddie Wadling,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Davy DMX,
Ash Ra Tempel,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sight & Sound,
Ponytail,
Main Source,
Severed Heads,
Babytalk,
Radio Birdman,
Neil Young,
A Certain Ratio,
Essential Logic,
The Selecter,
Marvin Gaye,
Circle Jerks,
Lyres,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Litter,
Hashim,
James White and The Blacks,
Average White Band,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Alison Limerick,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
D'Angelo,
Popol Vuh,
Mo-Dettes,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
the Human League,
The Cramps,
Arab on Radar,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Soulsonic Force,
Neu!,
Ronan,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Television,
Groovy Waters,
Bang On A Can,
The Happenings,
Derrick May,
Arthur Verocai,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.