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 Hungary and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Lonnie Liston Smith to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The J.B.'s,
Boogie Down Productions,
Wolf Eyes,
Mo-Dettes,
Al Stewart,
Cameo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Can,
Tom Boy,
Marmalade,
Robert Görl,
Nik Kershaw,
Quadrant,
Agitation Free,
Little Man,
Inner City,
Alison Limerick,
Aural Exciters,
AZ,
Crooked Eye,
Pussy Galore,
Kurtis Blow,
Rotary Connection,
Blancmange,
Suicide,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Drexciya,
June Days,
Yaz,
Janne Schatter,
The Detroit Cobras,
Dave Gahan,
Sight & Sound,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Star Department,
Hasil Adkins,
Scratch Acid,
The Smiths,
The Barracudas,
Bobby Womack,
Bauhaus,
The Doors,
Adolescents,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Skaos,
Prince Buster,
Brothers Johnson,
Curtis Mayfield,
Nirvana,
Joyce Sims,
Babytalk,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bill Near,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Monochrome Set,
Qualms,
A Certain Ratio,
Q65,
The Pretty Things,
Delta 5,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.