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 Comoros and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Urselle to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
The Blackbyrds,
D'Angelo,
Arab on Radar,
Fluxion,
The Busters,
Soft Cell,
Vladislav Delay,
Rites of Spring,
Ituana,
Derrick Morgan,
Gil Scott Heron,
Iggy Pop,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
AZ,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Silicon Teens,
Yaz,
Sonny Sharrock,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Amon Düül,
The Moody Blues,
Joe Finger,
Sixth Finger,
John Cale,
Visage,
Average White Band,
Jawbox,
DNA,
Monolake,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pagans,
Quando Quango,
Bobby Sherman,
The Fuzztones,
Yellowson,
Boz Scaggs,
Joensuu 1685,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Tremeloes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
MC5,
Faust,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Josef K,
Unrelated Segments,
Kool Moe Dee,
David McCallum,
Wolf Eyes,
Peter & Gordon,
Minnie Riperton,
Fad Gadget,
Sun Ra,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
KRS-One,
Tropical Tobacco,
Audionom,
Subhumans,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.