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 Canada and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 AZ to the rock 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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
The Pop Group,
Vladislav Delay,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
DNA,
The Smoke,
The Toasters,
X-102,
Oneida,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Terrestrial Tones,
Stetsasonic,
Nick Fraelich,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nas,
Bootsy Collins,
The Cure,
Excepter,
Tom Boy,
Charles Mingus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Buckinghams,
Organ,
Kool Moe Dee,
Q65,
Index,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Monks,
Buzzcocks,
Marshall Jefferson,
Aaron Thompson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Stiv Bators,
Albert Ayler,
John Foxx,
Joy Division,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
UT,
The Divine Comedy,
Jerry's Kids,
Zapp,
Ossler,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Isaac Hayes,
Scion,
Skriet,
Shuggie Otis,
Loose Ends,
Inner City,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kurtis Blow,
Cecil Taylor,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Black Bananas,
ABC,
The Modern Lovers,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.