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 Belarus and from Houston.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 marimba 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 Flash Fearless to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mo-Dettes,
Kerri Chandler,
Bush Tetras,
UT,
Rites of Spring,
the Fania All-Stars,
Fatback Band,
Can,
MDC,
Kool Moe Dee,
Shuggie Otis,
The United States of America,
X-101,
Terrestrial Tones,
Black Bananas,
The Moody Blues,
Gichy Dan,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fluxion,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Darondo,
Nico,
Patti Smith,
Au Pairs,
Kenny Larkin,
Danielle Patucci,
A Certain Ratio,
Scrapy,
Cameo,
Soft Machine,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Infiniti,
Soft Cell,
Camberwell Now,
Neu!,
the Human League,
The Cure,
Sandy B,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pulsallama,
Anthony Braxton,
Absolute Body Control,
John Coltrane,
Archie Shepp,
Derrick May,
Throbbing Gristle,
Q65,
Icehouse,
Scott Walker,
Organ,
Jeff Lynne,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sound Behaviour,
Popol Vuh,
Spoonie Gee,
Sexual Harrassment,
Mission of Burma,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.