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 Estonia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Ten City to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Khruangbin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Jeff Lynne,
Minny Pops,
Young Marble Giants,
The Seeds,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pagans,
The Busters,
Reagan Youth,
Faust,
48th St. Collective,
Second Layer,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lee Hazlewood,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eric Dolphy,
Brand Nubian,
The Names,
Babytalk,
The Knickerbockers,
The Associates,
The Motions,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eli Mardock,
Nick Fraelich,
Charles Mingus,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Hardrive,
Deepchord,
Das Ding,
Brothers Johnson,
The Standells,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Graham Central Station,
Bootsy Collins,
H. Thieme,
Andrew Hill,
Barrington Levy,
The Monochrome Set,
Joy Division,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Gun Club,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Organ,
Moebius,
Half Japanese,
Eric B and Rakim,
Vainqueur,
Glambeats Corp.,
Roger Hodgson,
Sonic Youth,
Todd Terry,
Pierre Henry,
Matthew Bourne,
June Days,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Flesh Eaters,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lalann,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.