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 Sri Lanka and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Robert Palmer 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 Nico to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico 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 an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Piero Umiliani,
Bootsy Collins,
David McCallum,
Joyce Sims,
Morten Harket,
Rotary Connection,
The Blues Magoos,
The J.B.'s,
Organ,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rekid,
Aaron Thompson,
Fugazi,
Robert Görl,
The Durutti Column,
Supertramp,
Nils Olav,
Boz Scaggs,
Thee Headcoats,
Hardrive,
Al Stewart,
Glenn Branca,
The Offenders,
Boogie Down Productions,
Franke,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
New Order,
The Vogues,
Oblivians,
Susan Cadogan,
Ten City,
Accadde A,
Model 500,
Talk Talk,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Minnie Riperton,
Arab on Radar,
Gang Green,
Flash Fearless,
Juan Atkins,
This Heat,
Youth Brigade,
Peter & Gordon,
Alice Coltrane,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Black Sheep,
Monks,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Blossom Toes,
Lebanon Hanover,
Hot Snakes,
Chris & Cosey,
Thompson Twins,
Arthur Verocai,
Scan 7,
The Wake,
Black Moon,
Echospace,
Swell Maps,
CMW,
Slick Rick,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.