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 Guinea and from London.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 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 Charles Mingus to the disco 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 The Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Bauhaus,
Massinfluence,
Deepchord,
Alphaville,
Faust,
Sexual Harrassment,
Q65,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bill Wells,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Cale,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Severed Heads,
Andrew Hill,
DNA,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kerrie Biddell,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
These Immortal Souls,
Brand Nubian,
R.M.O.,
The Fugs,
Schoolly D,
the Human League,
The Fire Engines,
Radio Birdman,
Bobby Womack,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tim Buckley,
Marcia Griffiths,
Cheater Slicks,
CMW,
Blake Baxter,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Warren Ellis,
the Sonics,
Magma,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crooked Eye,
Fat Boys,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roger Hodgson,
PIL,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gang of Four,
Marshall Jefferson,
La Düsseldorf,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Association,
Fela Kuti,
The Doors,
Second Layer,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Steve Hackett,
Ronnie Foster,
Y Pants,
The Sound,
Mantronix,
Lalann,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.