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 Serbia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Zero Boys to the jazz 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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Danielle Patucci,
Surgeon,
Minor Threat,
Organ,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Adolescents,
Warren Ellis,
Television Personalities,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
K-Klass,
Wolf Eyes,
Jacques Brel,
Oneida,
The Gories,
Ultra Naté,
Agitation Free,
Silicon Teens,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Radio Birdman,
Junior Murvin,
The Kinks,
8 Eyed Spy,
James White and The Blacks,
Supertramp,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Arab on Radar,
The Victims,
Ronnie Foster,
Avey Tare,
Buzzcocks,
DNA,
Bobby Womack,
Kayak,
Circle Jerks,
Interpol,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bronski Beat,
The Birthday Party,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jesper Dahlback,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Roxy Music,
ABC,
Dennis Brown,
Bad Manners,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Alison Limerick,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Minutemen,
Freddie Wadling,
Los Fastidios,
Skarface,
Subhumans,
Anthony Braxton,
Josef K,
Camberwell Now,
Symarip,
The Velvet Underground,
Reuben Wilson,
the Germs,
Bill Wells,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.