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 Cambodia and from Accra.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 synthesizer 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 UT to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Joensuu 1685,
Terry Callier,
Public Image Ltd.,
Roxette,
Dark Day,
This Heat,
Radiopuhelimet,
KRS-One,
Glambeats Corp.,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Electric Prunes,
Leonard Cohen,
The Doors,
The Vogues,
The Offenders,
Mandrill,
Accadde A,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Aswad,
Scratch Acid,
The Red Krayola,
Black Pus,
Pagans,
Visage,
Section 25,
Toni Rubio,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Velvet Underground,
New York Dolls,
The Knickerbockers,
Davy DMX,
kango's stein massive,
Nils Olav,
DJ Sneak,
Rotary Connection,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Q and Not U,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Walker Brothers,
David Bowie,
The Fuzztones,
China Crisis,
UT,
Cecil Taylor,
Eurythmics,
Dennis Brown,
The Residents,
Public Enemy,
The Angels of Light,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jeff Mills,
Spandau Ballet,
Minor Threat,
Ponytail,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Depeche Mode,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.