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 Benin and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 mellotron 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 Quando Quango to the jazz 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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
John Cale,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marvin Gaye,
The Slits,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lower 48,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pharoah Sanders,
Hardrive,
Vainqueur,
Fear,
Stockholm Monsters,
Kas Product,
The Evens,
Qualms,
Aaron Thompson,
Scrapy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Malaria!,
The Real Kids,
One Last Wish,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Trumans Water,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rakim,
Silicon Teens,
Man Parrish,
Alice Coltrane,
Kerri Chandler,
Adolescents,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Busters,
Magma,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Japan,
Pere Ubu,
Wolf Eyes,
Swans,
T. Rex,
The Associates,
Das Ding,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Absolute Body Control,
Cheater Slicks,
Moebius,
Mandrill,
Tropical Tobacco,
48th St. Collective,
Niagra,
The Dirtbombs,
Graham Central Station,
Lucky Dragons,
Can,
Mars,
Sound Behaviour,
In Retrospect,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sandy B,
Suicide,
Sight & Sound,
Zapp,
The J.B.'s,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.