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 Suriname and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Stockholm.
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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Mark Hollis to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Blake Baxter,
The Pop Group,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dead Boys,
Donald Byrd,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Skaos,
Kaleidoscope,
June Days,
ABBA,
The Associates,
Fluxion,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Gladiators,
Television,
Henry Cow,
Alice Coltrane,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bad Manners,
DJ Style,
Heaven 17,
The Move,
Althea and Donna,
Drive Like Jehu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ronan,
The Tremeloes,
The Modern Lovers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Alton Ellis,
Amon Düül II,
Suburban Knight,
Deakin,
Eddi Front,
Gastr Del Sol,
Joey Negro,
Trumans Water,
The Kinks,
Soul Sonic Force,
John Cale,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Red Krayola,
Pantytec,
Nils Olav,
Connie Case,
This Heat,
Adolescents,
Lucky Dragons,
Roger Hodgson,
Black Bananas,
Ultra Naté,
Sexual Harrassment,
Make Up,
Bizarre Inc.,
Country Teasers,
Alphaville,
The Angels of Light,
World's Most,
Von Mondo,
Funkadelic,
Donny Hathaway,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.