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 India and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 organ 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 Soft Machine to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Smog,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Heaven 17,
Cluster,
Thee Headcoats,
Derrick Morgan,
Sound Behaviour,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Danielle Patucci,
The Smiths,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Swans,
The United States of America,
The Blackbyrds,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dead Boys,
Godley & Creme,
Howard Jones,
Main Source,
Lebanon Hanover,
Goldenarms,
Loose Ends,
Charles Mingus,
F. McDonald,
Guru Guru,
The Grass Roots,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gastr Del Sol,
OOIOO,
The Birthday Party,
The Buckinghams,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ralphi Rosario,
Tropical Tobacco,
Surgeon,
Banda Bassotti,
John Lydon,
Grandmaster Flash,
Mars,
Nick Fraelich,
China Crisis,
Gang Green,
Marine Girls,
Don Cherry,
Sixth Finger,
Thompson Twins,
Joe Finger,
Ronnie Foster,
The Barracudas,
Trumans Water,
Ituana,
Girls At Our Best!,
Reuben Wilson,
Crime,
DJ Sneak,
Infiniti,
The Associates,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bill Wells,
Zapp,
the Swans,
Kevin Saunderson,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.