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 Mauritania and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Heaven 17 to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb 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?
Unwound,
The Pretty Things,
The Leaves,
The Fall,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Blues Magoos,
X-102,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Idris Muhammad,
The Neon Judgement,
Henry Cow,
Y Pants,
a-ha,
These Immortal Souls,
H. Thieme,
Fad Gadget,
Soft Machine,
Q65,
Youth Brigade,
Index,
Amon Düül II,
Nation of Ulysses,
Barrington Levy,
Urselle,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Spoonie Gee,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Vainqueur,
Amazonics,
U.S. Maple,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Clear Light,
Dorothy Ashby,
New Order,
Cluster,
Skarface,
Avey Tare,
The Sound,
Sun Ra,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tomorrow,
The Pop Group,
Jacob Miller,
Con Funk Shun,
Lucky Dragons,
Excepter,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sparks,
Marvin Gaye,
The Cramps,
X-Ray Spex,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bill Wells,
The Standells,
Magazine,
Robert Wyatt,
Darondo,
DNA,
Sixth Finger,
The Gories,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.