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 Mauritius and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 the Sonics to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Moby Grape,
The Gap Band,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
ABC,
10cc,
Audionom,
Livin' Joy,
Avey Tare,
Parry Music,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Big Daddy Kane,
Dorothy Ashby,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Danielle Patucci,
Robert Görl,
The Star Department,
Tropical Tobacco,
H. Thieme,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Minnie Riperton,
The Trojans,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Anthony Braxton,
Moss Icon,
K-Klass,
Grandmaster Flash,
Yaz,
The Names,
The Residents,
Bauhaus,
JFA,
The United States of America,
Funky Four + One,
Radiopuhelimet,
Trumans Water,
Dead Boys,
Popol Vuh,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Slackers,
Fela Kuti,
Roger Hodgson,
The Pop Group,
The Stooges,
Yazoo,
Echospace,
Rosa Yemen,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The J.B.'s,
Eric Dolphy,
Half Japanese,
The Doobie Brothers,
New Order,
Matthew Bourne,
The Pretty Things,
Patti Smith,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Monochrome Set,
the Swans,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tom Boy,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.