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 Mongolia and from London.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Agent Orange to the rock 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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Althea and Donna,
Vladislav Delay,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Trumans Water,
The Fuzztones,
Erasure,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Supertramp,
Dennis Brown,
Dark Day,
Urselle,
Bobby Byrd,
the Normal,
Whodini,
Avey Tare,
Laurel Aitken,
Motorama,
The Index,
Gang Starr,
The Last Poets,
L. Decosne,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Parry Music,
Q65,
Audionom,
Grauzone,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camberwell Now,
Minor Threat,
Connie Case,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gabor Szabo,
Bobby Sherman,
Warren Ellis,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Remains,
Dave Gahan,
Yellowson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lyres,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kenny Larkin,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Joey Negro,
Letta Mbulu,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Kinks,
Yaz,
Inner City,
The American Breed,
The Music Machine,
Sarah Menescal,
Mars,
Freddie Wadling,
Robert Wyatt,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bush Tetras,
Roger Hodgson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.