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 Djibouti and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Beijing.
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 Holger Czukay 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 Arab on Radar to the rap 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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
Warren Ellis,
Echospace,
Flash Fearless,
Excepter,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fire Engines,
Jeff Lynne,
Television,
Eric Copeland,
Monks,
Black Flag,
Main Source,
Gang Starr,
The Walker Brothers,
James White and The Blacks,
The Offenders,
The Invisible,
Alison Limerick,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Dead Boys,
Talk Talk,
The Wake,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Robert Görl,
New York Dolls,
The Smoke,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Index,
Y Pants,
The Raincoats,
Depeche Mode,
Warsaw,
Stereo Dub,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Brand Nubian,
The Monks,
Dual Sessions,
Severed Heads,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
48th St. Collective,
Graham Central Station,
Ohio Players,
Intrusion,
Essential Logic,
Fluxion,
Bronski Beat,
AZ,
Max Romeo,
Flamin' Groovies,
Das Ding,
a-ha,
Marine Girls,
Reuben Wilson,
Buzzcocks,
D'Angelo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Roxette,
Hoover,
Ludus,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.