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 Venezuela and from Philadelphia.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Ralphi Rosario to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The J.B.'s,
Gastr Del Sol,
Vainqueur,
Aloha Tigers,
Boredoms,
Barrington Levy,
Dual Sessions,
Subhumans,
Maleditus Sound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kayak,
Jeff Mills,
Youth Brigade,
Fugazi,
Blossom Toes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
PIL,
Kenny Larkin,
Kaleidoscope,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Normal,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
John Coltrane,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Victims,
Depeche Mode,
Clear Light,
Zero Boys,
Derrick May,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dave Gahan,
The Saints,
Susan Cadogan,
Second Layer,
Half Japanese,
Gerry Rafferty,
Severed Heads,
Barry Ungar,
Reagan Youth,
John Foxx,
Pylon,
Bootsy Collins,
Mission of Burma,
Scott Walker,
Outsiders,
Drive Like Jehu,
Toni Rubio,
Talk Talk,
48th St. Collective,
The Alarm Clocks,
Massinfluence,
Robert Wyatt,
The Zeros,
Bill Near,
Thompson Twins,
Von Mondo,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Busters,
Bob Dylan,
KRS-One,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.