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 New Zealand and from Bologna.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 the Spitz.
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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Chris & Cosey,
Heaven 17,
Electric Prunes,
Wings,
Lower 48,
Arcadia,
Scientists,
Joy Division,
Tomorrow,
Neil Young,
Boz Scaggs,
Quando Quango,
Japan,
Terry Callier,
Boogie Down Productions,
Don Cherry,
Ronan,
Bobby Womack,
Zapp,
In Retrospect,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bronski Beat,
The Red Krayola,
Suburban Knight,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ornette Coleman,
the Swans,
The Sonics,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Slackers,
Godley & Creme,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Marcia Griffiths,
Second Layer,
KRS-One,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Delon & Dalcan,
Faust,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Reuben Wilson,
John Holt,
Lungfish,
Stereo Dub,
Shoche,
Pole,
Eden Ahbez,
Flipper,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Half Japanese,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Byron Stingily,
Theoretical Girls,
The Evens,
Eric Copeland,
The Star Department,
Yellowson,
Easy Going,
These Immortal Souls,
Rhythm & Sound,
Von Mondo,
Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson.
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.