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 Papua New Guinea and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Copenhagen.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the disco 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
Big Daddy Kane,
Crime,
Al Stewart,
Drive Like Jehu,
Skaos,
Kerrie Biddell,
Q65,
John Foxx,
Fifty Foot Hose,
DNA,
Bill Near,
Soul II Soul,
Massinfluence,
Piero Umiliani,
Tubeway Army,
Theoretical Girls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Dark Day,
Lightning Bolt,
The Five Americans,
Blossom Toes,
Bauhaus,
John Holt,
Sixth Finger,
Rapeman,
The Pretty Things,
Flamin' Groovies,
Derrick Morgan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jerry's Kids,
Prince Buster,
Fatback Band,
FM Einheit,
Public Enemy,
Magma,
Lou Reed,
The Velvet Underground,
Kool Moe Dee,
Swans,
Arab on Radar,
Pere Ubu,
Agitation Free,
Minor Threat,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Todd Terry,
Bluetip,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Neil Young,
John Lydon,
Don Cherry,
The Move,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Susan Cadogan,
La Düsseldorf,
Nas,
Popol Vuh,
Alice Coltrane,
Mo-Dettes,
Davy DMX,
Bob Dylan,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.