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 Mauritius and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 theremin 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 Yaz to the techno 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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tomorrow,
The Residents,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Soft Cell,
The Slits,
Janne Schatter,
James White and The Blacks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Public Enemy,
Vladislav Delay,
Fad Gadget,
Charles Mingus,
Roxy Music,
Porter Ricks,
Desert Stars,
Nick Fraelich,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fortunes,
Rapeman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wasted Youth,
James Chance & The Contortions,
New Order,
U.S. Maple,
JFA,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jacques Brel,
Ohio Players,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Stereo Dub,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Scan 7,
Excepter,
The Gories,
Negative Approach,
The Dead C,
Suburban Knight,
David Bowie,
Urselle,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Neil Young,
Sam Rivers,
Dennis Brown,
The Divine Comedy,
Aloha Tigers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
D'Angelo,
The Toasters,
the Swans,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lyres,
Jesper Dahlback,
David Axelrod,
LL Cool J,
Lightning Bolt,
The Kinks,
Royal Trux,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.