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 Iran and from Cairo.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Paris.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lalo Schifrin to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
Public Enemy,
Make Up,
The New Christs,
Vainqueur,
Roy Ayers,
Motorama,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Country Teasers,
The Divine Comedy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Thompson Twins,
Mr. Review,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Camouflage,
Barclay James Harvest,
Brass Construction,
Minnie Riperton,
Bill Near,
Bush Tetras,
Brand Nubian,
Wings,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lalann,
The Litter,
Bobby Sherman,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Blackbyrds,
Moss Icon,
Jimmy McGriff,
H. Thieme,
Loose Ends,
Nick Fraelich,
PIL,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
David McCallum,
Faust,
Groovy Waters,
Quadrant,
The Barracudas,
D'Angelo,
Charles Mingus,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Arcadia,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roxy Music,
In Retrospect,
Mars,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Electric Prunes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stiv Bators,
The Moleskins,
Lower 48,
Magma,
The Smoke,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Human League,
The Velvet Underground,
Funkadelic,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
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.