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 Hungary and from Halifax.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Gil Scott Heron to the techno 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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Eric Copeland,
The Toasters,
Accadde A,
Angry Samoans,
The Evens,
Amon Düül,
Lebanon Hanover,
Derrick May,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sixth Finger,
Maleditus Sound,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Roxy Music,
Bobby Sherman,
China Crisis,
Sun Ra,
Hardrive,
Livin' Joy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
the Swans,
Roy Ayers,
The Birthday Party,
Blake Baxter,
Lyres,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
PIL,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jacob Miller,
Marine Girls,
Rotary Connection,
The Happenings,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Mary Jane Girls,
Supertramp,
Bootsy Collins,
Scrapy,
The American Breed,
cv313,
F. McDonald,
Crooked Eye,
Agent Orange,
Oblivians,
Minnie Riperton,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rosa Yemen,
Soul II Soul,
Minor Threat,
Surgeon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Laurel Aitken,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Magma,
Unwound,
Icehouse,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Human League,
The Busters,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.