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 Ecuador and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Jeff Lynne to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Funkadelic,
Roy Ayers,
Black Moon,
Donny Hathaway,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Main Source,
Eric Copeland,
Sister Nancy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Junior Murvin,
Black Sheep,
L. Decosne,
Bootsy Collins,
Eddi Front,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Shadows of Knight,
Traffic Nightmare,
Alison Limerick,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Blossom Toes,
Slave,
Lucky Dragons,
The Music Machine,
Sparks,
Minor Threat,
Ten City,
X-101,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Howard Jones,
The Mummies,
The Fuzztones,
Cal Tjader,
Darondo,
The Monks,
Trumans Water,
The Leaves,
New Age Steppers,
Duran Duran,
Wire,
X-102,
The Busters,
Lungfish,
Boredoms,
Basic Channel,
Jimmy McGriff,
kango's stein massive,
Rakim,
The Red Krayola,
Camberwell Now,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nik Kershaw,
Connie Case,
Magazine,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gang of Four,
Josef K,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Real Kids,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.