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 Jordan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 güiro 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 Lalo Schifrin to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
The Seeds,
Ronnie Foster,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Derrick Morgan,
Roxy Music,
Rekid,
Monolake,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ken Boothe,
MDC,
Soul Sonic Force,
Peter and Kerry,
Fear,
Mars,
Blancmange,
Lucky Dragons,
The Kinks,
Livin' Joy,
The Five Americans,
The Velvet Underground,
Simply Red,
The Toasters,
The Count Five,
Soft Cell,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Chris Corsano,
The Evens,
Bad Manners,
Ponytail,
B.T. Express,
D'Angelo,
Cameo,
Can,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Funky Four + One,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Half Japanese,
Nils Olav,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Scott Walker,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Mojo Men,
Shoche,
the Swans,
Fatback Band,
Cheater Slicks,
AZ,
Siglo XX,
Rhythm & Sound,
Underground Resistance,
Bill Wells,
Sister Nancy,
Schoolly D,
Das Ding,
Eric Dolphy,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.