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 Finland and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Infiniti to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Smoke. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Chrome,
The Invisible,
Black Moon,
Bad Manners,
Soft Machine,
Quadrant,
PIL,
Lindisfarne,
Niagra,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Depeche Mode,
Popol Vuh,
Easy Going,
Eden Ahbez,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Cecil Taylor,
The Victims,
Terry Callier,
Goldenarms,
Rapeman,
Lower 48,
Agitation Free,
Pulsallama,
LL Cool J,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Newcleus,
Television Personalities,
Motorama,
Animal Collective,
Eric Dolphy,
Zapp,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Negative Approach,
Unrelated Segments,
The Sound,
The Gap Band,
Black Pus,
Half Japanese,
Rotary Connection,
Bang On A Can,
Camouflage,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Absolute Body Control,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Real Kids,
The Selecter,
Charles Mingus,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Piero Umiliani,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Buzzcocks,
The Associates,
Jacques Brel,
Roger Hodgson,
Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox.
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.