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 Malta and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Flesh Eaters,
Flash Fearless,
Livin' Joy,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Young Marble Giants,
Minutemen,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Selecter,
The Smoke,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jeff Lynne,
Morten Harket,
Circle Jerks,
Spoonie Gee,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
David Bowie,
Camberwell Now,
Danielle Patucci,
MC5,
Janne Schatter,
Cameo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Max Romeo,
Thee Headcoats,
ABBA,
Mandrill,
Quadrant,
Barry Ungar,
Wasted Youth,
Ronnie Foster,
Pere Ubu,
Kayak,
Magma,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Yaz,
Joe Finger,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Little Man,
Marmalade,
Glambeats Corp.,
Suburban Knight,
Heaven 17,
Average White Band,
Qualms,
Can,
Be Bop Deluxe,
JFA,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Laurel Aitken,
Eden Ahbez,
Symarip,
Stereo Dub,
Blake Baxter,
Funkadelic,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Monks,
Bootsy Collins,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.