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 Belize and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Amon Düül to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
R.M.O.,
The Slackers,
The Divine Comedy,
Tomorrow,
Warren Ellis,
Quantec,
June Days,
Delon & Dalcan,
Boredoms,
Silicon Teens,
Davy DMX,
Jandek,
EPMD,
Tres Demented,
The Music Machine,
Freddie Wadling,
John Foxx,
Grauzone,
Piero Umiliani,
Roxy Music,
Avey Tare,
Brick,
Don Cherry,
Ponytail,
The Sonics,
Wire,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Skriet,
X-102,
Unrelated Segments,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jeru the Damaja,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Chris & Cosey,
Los Fastidios,
Parry Music,
Pagans,
Tropical Tobacco,
the Human League,
Duran Duran,
Gil Scott Heron,
K-Klass,
New Age Steppers,
Massinfluence,
Big Daddy Kane,
Prince Buster,
Idris Muhammad,
Joe Smooth,
Metal Thangz,
Lyres,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ohio Players,
Rod Modell,
MC5,
Wasted Youth,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.