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 Netherlands and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 B.T. Express to the disco 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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bobby Sherman,
John Foxx,
DJ Style,
Dual Sessions,
the Slits,
Adolescents,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Toni Rubio,
Bobby Womack,
Hot Snakes,
Davy DMX,
Yusef Lateef,
Depeche Mode,
Simply Red,
Magazine,
Agent Orange,
Eric Dolphy,
Idris Muhammad,
Jerry's Kids,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kurtis Blow,
Joyce Sims,
Matthew Halsall,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Los Fastidios,
Joensuu 1685,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sandy B,
Duran Duran,
Nation of Ulysses,
X-102,
AZ,
Banda Bassotti,
Sugar Minott,
Morten Harket,
MDC,
Rapeman,
The Doors,
Saccharine Trust,
Guru Guru,
Eve St. Jones,
LL Cool J,
John Cale,
Arab on Radar,
Model 500,
X-101,
The Birthday Party,
Sixth Finger,
T. Rex,
Loose Ends,
Prince Buster,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Pretty Things,
Camouflage,
Dark Day,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
ABC,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.