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 Chad and from Bremen.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Crime to the techno 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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Main Source,
Yellowson,
Nik Kershaw,
Camberwell Now,
Television,
Amon Düül II,
Khruangbin,
Moby Grape,
Joe Smooth,
Morten Harket,
Johnny Clarke,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Janne Schatter,
Prince Buster,
The Zeros,
kango's stein massive,
The Searchers,
Albert Ayler,
Colin Newman,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Skatalites,
Marine Girls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Velvet Underground,
Lou Christie,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Liliput,
Spandau Ballet,
Bootsy Collins,
Scientists,
Mantronix,
The Last Poets,
Cluster,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Swans,
Bush Tetras,
Erykah Badu,
Matthew Bourne,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Deepchord,
KRS-One,
Steve Hackett,
The American Breed,
Delta 5,
Monks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Toasters,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Neil Young,
Eden Ahbez,
Kerrie Biddell,
Eurythmics,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Stiv Bators,
This Heat,
Graham Central Station,
Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners.
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.