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 Mauritius and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Darondo to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Invisible. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Japan,
Monolake,
The Birthday Party,
Peter and Kerry,
Kerri Chandler,
Bobby Sherman,
Surgeon,
F. McDonald,
Terrestrial Tones,
Deepchord,
Matthew Bourne,
Minnie Riperton,
Michelle Simonal,
Bronski Beat,
Sound Behaviour,
David Axelrod,
Ohio Players,
Mantronix,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Barbara Tucker,
The Associates,
The Trojans,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
LL Cool J,
One Last Wish,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gang of Four,
Animal Collective,
Sandy B,
Chris & Cosey,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Nick Fraelich,
The Names,
The Martian,
Echospace,
The Fall,
Maleditus Sound,
ABC,
Suicide,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Count Five,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Angels of Light,
Cybotron,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eddi Front,
Negative Approach,
The Searchers,
Saccharine Trust,
Sister Nancy,
MC5,
Althea and Donna,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Blossom Toes,
Public Image Ltd.,
cv313,
Agent Orange,
Johnny Clarke,
Warren Ellis,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.