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 Cuba and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 spring reverb 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 New Age Steppers to the jazz 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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Gil Scott Heron,
Drexciya,
Godley & Creme,
Suicide,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Danielle Patucci,
Althea and Donna,
Derrick May,
Amon Düül II,
Zero Boys,
Ossler,
Essential Logic,
The Dave Clark Five,
Moss Icon,
Frankie Knuckles,
Delta 5,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sound Behaviour,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Agitation Free,
Roxette,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Joy Division,
Average White Band,
John Cale,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kaleidoscope,
Al Stewart,
The J.B.'s,
Yusef Lateef,
The Real Kids,
Silicon Teens,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Raincoats,
the Germs,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ronan,
Joensuu 1685,
Todd Terry,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
EPMD,
Laurel Aitken,
Shuggie Otis,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Slits,
ABBA,
The Kinks,
The United States of America,
Sight & Sound,
Kerri Chandler,
Spandau Ballet,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Man Eating Sloth,
Urselle,
One Last Wish,
Procol Harum,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.