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 Cambodia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the organ 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 Yusef Lateef to the funk 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 The Victims. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Pantaleimon,
Von Mondo,
Connie Case,
The Moleskins,
Deadbeat,
Nik Kershaw,
Half Japanese,
The Fortunes,
Masters at Work,
John Coltrane,
Depeche Mode,
Thee Headcoats,
The United States of America,
Boogie Down Productions,
Angry Samoans,
Danielle Patucci,
Joensuu 1685,
the Swans,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lou Reed,
Amon Düül,
Donald Byrd,
Chrome,
Bootsy Collins,
Ludus,
The Seeds,
Tubeway Army,
Rites of Spring,
Gichy Dan,
The Names,
The Detroit Cobras,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Tommy Roe,
Hardrive,
Stiv Bators,
The Smiths,
Grey Daturas,
Ten City,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Altered Images,
Soft Machine,
Jeff Lynne,
Schoolly D,
Susan Cadogan,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Leaves,
Excepter,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mark Hollis,
Average White Band,
June of 44,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Man Eating Sloth,
Idris Muhammad,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Index,
Smog,
The Cowsills,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Severed Heads,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.