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 Congo and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 La Düsseldorf to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fire Engines record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Funky Four + One,
James Chance & The Contortions,
JFA,
10cc,
June of 44,
James White and The Blacks,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Fuzztones,
Gong,
Mark Hollis,
Khruangbin,
Matthew Halsall,
Excepter,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Morten Harket,
Con Funk Shun,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Suburban Knight,
The Martian,
The Blackbyrds,
Second Layer,
Skaos,
Bobby Sherman,
Fluxion,
Deakin,
Flash Fearless,
Stetsasonic,
John Lydon,
Simply Red,
Eden Ahbez,
Sällskapet,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Yusef Lateef,
Curtis Mayfield,
Porter Ricks,
Fugazi,
Gregory Isaacs,
Davy DMX,
the Bar-Kays,
Warsaw,
Piero Umiliani,
Franke,
New York Dolls,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
FM Einheit,
Whodini,
Youth Brigade,
Todd Terry,
Pole,
Ronan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lakeside,
Frankie Knuckles,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Newcleus,
The Move,
June Days,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cybotron,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.