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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 rhodes 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 Sonny Sharrock to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Detroit Cobras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
Brothers Johnson,
Joyce Sims,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Symarip,
Slave,
Thompson Twins,
Amon Düül II,
Bobby Sherman,
Sister Nancy,
Drive Like Jehu,
Freddie Wadling,
Television Personalities,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Isaac Hayes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Neil Young,
World's Most,
Terrestrial Tones,
Radio Birdman,
Letta Mbulu,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Radiohead,
Sparks,
Davy DMX,
Pere Ubu,
Mark Hollis,
Tres Demented,
Q65,
Bad Manners,
The Smoke,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Duran Duran,
Traffic Nightmare,
Alice Coltrane,
Funkadelic,
Can,
The Vogues,
Tim Buckley,
New York Dolls,
Parry Music,
The New Christs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Stiv Bators,
the Soft Cell,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
T. Rex,
Groovy Waters,
Sandy B,
Saccharine Trust,
Anakelly,
Lyres,
Spoonie Gee,
The Remains,
Das Ding,
Black Moon,
The Real Kids,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.