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 Tuvalu and from Sao Paulo.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
The Zeros,
Quando Quango,
The Durutti Column,
Cybotron,
Jeff Lynne,
Marshall Jefferson,
Joensuu 1685,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Qualms,
Los Fastidios,
MC5,
Pierre Henry,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Red Krayola,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Joe Finger,
Ice-T,
Nirvana,
Urselle,
Rapeman,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
R.M.O.,
Procol Harum,
JFA,
Henry Cow,
Black Sheep,
Sun City Girls,
Maleditus Sound,
E-Dancer,
Cecil Taylor,
Crime,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lalann,
Nas,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Robert Görl,
the Germs,
The Pretty Things,
Swell Maps,
Arcadia,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Inner City,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Shoche,
Soft Cell,
Average White Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mandrill,
Ralphi Rosario,
John Coltrane,
Metal Thangz,
Boz Scaggs,
Ohio Players,
The Count Five,
B.T. Express,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Grass Roots,
FM Einheit,
Swans,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.