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 Sweden and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the snare 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 & John Cale to the rock 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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
The Zeros,
Terrestrial Tones,
Matthew Bourne,
X-101,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
ABBA,
Index,
Interpol,
the Soft Cell,
Sparks,
Niagra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alphaville,
Fad Gadget,
Blake Baxter,
Idris Muhammad,
Shuggie Otis,
The Misunderstood,
Pierre Henry,
The Grass Roots,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Popol Vuh,
Dawn Penn,
Black Flag,
One Last Wish,
Negative Approach,
Kas Product,
Surgeon,
the Association,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Fire Engines,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Wally Richardson,
Agent Orange,
Swans,
X-Ray Spex,
Au Pairs,
Bad Manners,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Don Cherry,
T. Rex,
The Real Kids,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Davy DMX,
Camberwell Now,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Erasure,
Essential Logic,
Soulsonic Force,
Black Pus,
Spandau Ballet,
The Young Rascals,
EPMD,
Shoche,
Josef K,
The Offenders,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Fall,
Motorama,
Mandrill,
Bill Wells,
Girls At Our Best!,
Al Stewart,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.