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 Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the organ 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 Soft Machine to the disco 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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Symarip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jandek,
Gastr Del Sol,
Aural Exciters,
Hasil Adkins,
Thee Headcoats,
Nick Fraelich,
Tom Boy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Joy Division,
Surgeon,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fat Boys,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Vladislav Delay,
EPMD,
Vainqueur,
Sparks,
Kayak,
KRS-One,
Marvin Gaye,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alton Ellis,
Dead Boys,
Eden Ahbez,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Avey Tare,
Camberwell Now,
Aloha Tigers,
Jacques Brel,
Yellowson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Slick Rick,
Anakelly,
The Busters,
Supertramp,
Public Image Ltd.,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Idris Muhammad,
Alphaville,
Hot Snakes,
Pole,
Fela Kuti,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bluetip,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Minny Pops,
Saccharine Trust,
The Blues Magoos,
The Young Rascals,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rosa Yemen,
Wire,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Basic Channel,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Agitation Free,
L. Decosne,
Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day.
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.