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 Grenada and from Bologna.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Faust to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Q65,
the Human League,
World's Most,
Deakin,
Prince Buster,
Gerry Rafferty,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kevin Saunderson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Hardrive,
Yellowson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Underground Resistance,
Crooked Eye,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
KRS-One,
Chris & Cosey,
B.T. Express,
Quantec,
Mr. Review,
Goldenarms,
Piero Umiliani,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Grass Roots,
Drive Like Jehu,
Popol Vuh,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Blackbyrds,
Black Bananas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Happenings,
Second Layer,
Oblivians,
Khruangbin,
Kurtis Blow,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
48th St. Collective,
Bill Wells,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jacob Miller,
The Wake,
Yaz,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Don Cherry,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bobby Byrd,
Nas,
Pierre Henry,
Roxy Music,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Pretty Things,
David McCallum,
Toni Rubio,
The Remains,
Bauhaus,
Sight & Sound,
The Cure,
Faust,
LL Cool J,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.