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 France and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bad Manners to the techno 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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Jesper Dahlback,
Piero Umiliani,
Flash Fearless,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Black Pus,
The Skatalites,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Boogie Down Productions,
Q65,
Joy Division,
Panda Bear,
The Wake,
Model 500,
Soul Sonic Force,
Fluxion,
Bad Manners,
FM Einheit,
The Victims,
Buzzcocks,
Suburban Knight,
Sparks,
B.T. Express,
The Divine Comedy,
Alice Coltrane,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Red Krayola,
Guru Guru,
Kerri Chandler,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ponytail,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cybotron,
The Fugs,
Nik Kershaw,
48th St. Collective,
Sam Rivers,
Gang of Four,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Real Kids,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jawbox,
The Invisible,
Youth Brigade,
This Heat,
Alison Limerick,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Pole,
Lebanon Hanover,
Suicide,
Spoonie Gee,
Matthew Halsall,
Talk Talk,
Moss Icon,
The Angels of Light,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Doors,
JFA,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.