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 Seychelles and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Charles Mingus. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Joe & The Fish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Metal Thangz,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Silicon Teens,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
New Order,
The Zeros,
Skriet,
Marmalade,
Robert Wyatt,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Masters at Work,
Electric Prunes,
Scott Walker,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Sound,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Tremeloes,
Motorama,
Traffic Nightmare,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Monks,
Minnie Riperton,
Fatback Band,
Beasts of Bourbon,
ABC,
Los Fastidios,
Rites of Spring,
Archie Shepp,
Donny Hathaway,
Dual Sessions,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Depeche Mode,
Jacques Brel,
H. Thieme,
Model 500,
Monolake,
The American Breed,
Gong,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Quantec,
Jerry Gold Smith,
New York Dolls,
The Divine Comedy,
Alice Coltrane,
Heaven 17,
Make Up,
Magma,
Robert Görl,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Yaz,
Camberwell Now,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.