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 Liberia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the guitar 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 Terrestrial Tones to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sällskapet,
Q and Not U,
a-ha,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yellowson,
Lightning Bolt,
Minnie Riperton,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Yaz,
The Toasters,
Crispy Ambulance,
Throbbing Gristle,
Outsiders,
Roy Ayers,
Donald Byrd,
Sparks,
Robert Wyatt,
The Searchers,
Quantec,
Blossom Toes,
Faust,
Smog,
Kaleidoscope,
Anakelly,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Peter and Kerry,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Letta Mbulu,
Bluetip,
The Doors,
Tears for Fears,
Delon & Dalcan,
PIL,
Kool Moe Dee,
Television,
The Gories,
Dead Boys,
Vladislav Delay,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kas Product,
Avey Tare,
The Blues Magoos,
cv313,
Marcia Griffiths,
Average White Band,
Nico,
Kerri Chandler,
Japan,
Aural Exciters,
Terry Callier,
Chrome,
Shuggie Otis,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.