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 Austria and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Procol Harum to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Cecil Taylor,
Sound Behaviour,
Sun Ra,
Q65,
KRS-One,
Camberwell Now,
Chris & Cosey,
Skriet,
Connie Case,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tears for Fears,
The Blues Magoos,
Susan Cadogan,
The Doors,
New Age Steppers,
The Skatalites,
John Foxx,
Alphaville,
The Mummies,
Glenn Branca,
Albert Ayler,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
Brand Nubian,
the Normal,
Smog,
Colin Newman,
Lower 48,
Public Enemy,
Piero Umiliani,
Cymande,
David McCallum,
Crash Course in Science,
These Immortal Souls,
Little Man,
The Golliwogs,
The Fugs,
A Certain Ratio,
Siglo XX,
the Human League,
Reuben Wilson,
Wire,
The Cramps,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Brothers Johnson,
LL Cool J,
Jeff Lynne,
Bob Dylan,
Clear Light,
World's Most,
Byron Stingily,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Leaves,
Lucky Dragons,
Eli Mardock,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Half Japanese,
Eddi Front,
Flipper,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.