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 United Kingdom and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ 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 Delta 5 to the punk 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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
CMW,
Harpers Bizarre,
Blake Baxter,
The Misunderstood,
The Fortunes,
Unrelated Segments,
Charles Mingus,
China Crisis,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Scientists,
JFA,
Dual Sessions,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Moebius,
Mo-Dettes,
Simply Red,
Steve Hackett,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The United States of America,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sun City Girls,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Icehouse,
Altered Images,
MDC,
Thompson Twins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dave Gahan,
Spoonie Gee,
David Axelrod,
Suburban Knight,
Massinfluence,
Agent Orange,
Marcia Griffiths,
Trumans Water,
The Last Poets,
Black Pus,
Eddi Front,
Au Pairs,
Dark Day,
Eric B and Rakim,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lebanon Hanover,
June Days,
Con Funk Shun,
The Durutti Column,
Fluxion,
Half Japanese,
Terrestrial Tones,
Brothers Johnson,
New York Dolls,
Roxette,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Cowsills,
Patti Smith,
Lalann,
Wings,
The Busters,
Erasure,
Sight & Sound,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.