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 Greece and from Johannesburg.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Procol Harum to the jazz 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
Adolescents,
The Offenders,
Loose Ends,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bill Wells,
Moss Icon,
Althea and Donna,
Nik Kershaw,
Slave,
The Evens,
Ken Boothe,
Organ,
Buzzcocks,
Sandy B,
Aaron Thompson,
Lyres,
Shoche,
Gregory Isaacs,
T.S.O.L.,
Graham Central Station,
The Five Americans,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Grey Daturas,
Davy DMX,
Crispian St. Peters,
Janne Schatter,
The Modern Lovers,
Charles Mingus,
Sugar Minott,
The Pop Group,
These Immortal Souls,
10cc,
CMW,
Bang On A Can,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sun City Girls,
The Gladiators,
The Black Dice,
Kayak,
Gong,
Barclay James Harvest,
MC5,
Fad Gadget,
David Axelrod,
Lalann,
L. Decosne,
Soft Cell,
Idris Muhammad,
Youth Brigade,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Byron Stingily,
Prince Buster,
Wasted Youth,
Traffic Nightmare,
Desert Stars,
Vainqueur,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Mummies,
The Real Kids,
Banda Bassotti,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.