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 New Zealand and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Soft Machine to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Tres Demented,
Skarface,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Invisible,
Make Up,
Kayak,
Letta Mbulu,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Yellowson,
Eric Dolphy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Associates,
Monolake,
Vainqueur,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Nirvana,
Robert Wyatt,
Deadbeat,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
DNA,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lakeside,
The Sonics,
Faust,
Negative Approach,
Y Pants,
Suburban Knight,
Harmonia,
Chrome,
Reuben Wilson,
T.S.O.L.,
Robert Hood,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pole,
Moss Icon,
Black Bananas,
Scrapy,
The Red Krayola,
Q65,
AZ,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Section 25,
Theoretical Girls,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Surgeon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ronnie Foster,
Zapp,
Eve St. Jones,
Simply Red,
Big Daddy Kane,
Harpers Bizarre,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eli Mardock,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Crash Course in Science,
The Remains,
The Dead C,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.