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 Taiwan and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Bob Dylan to the punk 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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
Neu!,
Urselle,
Tres Demented,
Ohio Players,
Barry Ungar,
Shuggie Otis,
The Black Dice,
Animal Collective,
Gerry Rafferty,
Make Up,
the Fania All-Stars,
Minutemen,
China Crisis,
Boogie Down Productions,
Fluxion,
The Moleskins,
kango's stein massive,
Gang Gang Dance,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ronnie Foster,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ice-T,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The New Christs,
Basic Channel,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Trumans Water,
Amon Düül,
Symarip,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Swans,
Deadbeat,
Scientists,
Tommy Roe,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sexual Harrassment,
Janne Schatter,
Spoonie Gee,
Nils Olav,
The Blackbyrds,
Marmalade,
Model 500,
The Monochrome Set,
Fear,
Sandy B,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rekid,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Associates,
Zapp,
Lakeside,
Bobby Byrd,
Ken Boothe,
The Sound,
Gang Green,
Davy DMX,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.