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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Sound to the punk 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 the Fania All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lightning Bolt,
Con Funk Shun,
Bobby Sherman,
Sandy B,
Shuggie Otis,
Siglo XX,
Lakeside,
Yaz,
Little Man,
The Mummies,
Brothers Johnson,
Procol Harum,
The Buckinghams,
Lalann,
Wolf Eyes,
Monks,
Piero Umiliani,
The Young Rascals,
The Real Kids,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Seeds,
Nico,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
New Age Steppers,
Hasil Adkins,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kas Product,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Panda Bear,
Mad Mike,
Warsaw,
Neu!,
The Star Department,
Urselle,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Derrick May,
DJ Sneak,
Scott Walker,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Charles Mingus,
The Remains,
Vladislav Delay,
The Neon Judgement,
The Selecter,
the Normal,
Khruangbin,
The Mojo Men,
10cc,
Blake Baxter,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rosa Yemen,
Depeche Mode,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Iggy Pop,
Television Personalities,
Buzzcocks,
Tears for Fears,
Mantronix,
Roxy Music,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.