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 Belgium and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 marimba 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 Sonic Youth to the dance 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 Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
Babytalk,
The Slits,
Mark Hollis,
The Tremeloes,
Derrick Morgan,
Aural Exciters,
Peter & Gordon,
The Five Americans,
The Grass Roots,
Minutemen,
Audionom,
This Heat,
Ultravox,
The Searchers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eurythmics,
Dave Gahan,
Chris Corsano,
Dawn Penn,
Lou Christie,
Parry Music,
Groovy Waters,
The Smiths,
Theoretical Girls,
Colin Newman,
The Monks,
Fat Boys,
Flash Fearless,
Deepchord,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Masters at Work,
Arab on Radar,
X-101,
Fatback Band,
Loose Ends,
Trumans Water,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tomorrow,
The Real Kids,
Pulsallama,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Joe Smooth,
Ash Ra Tempel,
E-Dancer,
Jeff Mills,
Jacob Miller,
Saccharine Trust,
Marmalade,
Wings,
Index,
Alison Limerick,
Sexual Harrassment,
John Holt,
Erykah Badu,
Can,
Rotary Connection,
Bobby Womack,
DJ Sneak,
Brass Construction,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Move,
Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.
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.