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 Johannesburg.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Donald Byrd 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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Flock of Seagulls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Underground Resistance,
Cecil Taylor,
Yaz,
Eddi Front,
Outsiders,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Erykah Badu,
The Electric Prunes,
The Gladiators,
Beasts of Bourbon,
48th St. Collective,
Ten City,
cv313,
Arthur Verocai,
Barry Ungar,
Blossom Toes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Quadrant,
Stereo Dub,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Robert Wyatt,
Gong,
The Monks,
Popol Vuh,
Piero Umiliani,
Althea and Donna,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Deadbeat,
Iggy Pop,
The Young Rascals,
The Beau Brummels,
Clear Light,
Marc Almond,
Magazine,
Whodini,
The Cowsills,
U.S. Maple,
This Heat,
Suburban Knight,
Arab on Radar,
Marvin Gaye,
Sonic Youth,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jeff Lynne,
Cymande,
EPMD,
Ken Boothe,
Faust,
Dead Boys,
B.T. Express,
Lindisfarne,
Lightning Bolt,
Tropical Tobacco,
Nils Olav,
The Black Dice,
The Moleskins,
Rosa Yemen,
Tommy Roe,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.