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 Bolivia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the mellotron 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 ABC to the crunk 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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Albert Ayler,
the Sonics,
The Moody Blues,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Das Ding,
Eddi Front,
The Monks,
Fear,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Star Department,
Minutemen,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Anthony Braxton,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Spandau Ballet,
The Velvet Underground,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Desert Stars,
Bauhaus,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Davy DMX,
Oblivians,
The Slackers,
The Black Dice,
H. Thieme,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Youth Brigade,
Sun Ra,
Crime,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eurythmics,
Unrelated Segments,
Schoolly D,
Clear Light,
Arthur Verocai,
John Lydon,
Fat Boys,
The Barracudas,
LL Cool J,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pylon,
The Techniques,
The Detroit Cobras,
Icehouse,
Be Bop Deluxe,
CMW,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fuzztones,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Liliput,
Peter & Gordon,
Echospace,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
X-102,
DJ Style,
The Modern Lovers,
Smog,
Television,
Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco.
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.