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 Ukraine and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Soft Machine to the rock 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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Names record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mission of Burma,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Fortunes,
Wally Richardson,
Youth Brigade,
Eric Dolphy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Nico,
Erykah Badu,
Yazoo,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Q and Not U,
Los Fastidios,
The Zeros,
Joy Division,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Shuggie Otis,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pharoah Sanders,
Scrapy,
The Leaves,
MDC,
Rosa Yemen,
Pole,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Alton Ellis,
Swell Maps,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
David Bowie,
Anthony Braxton,
Funky Four + One,
Reagan Youth,
The Modern Lovers,
Stetsasonic,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sarah Menescal,
Girls At Our Best!,
Buzzcocks,
Fluxion,
Tomorrow,
Model 500,
Groovy Waters,
Arthur Verocai,
Laurel Aitken,
Fugazi,
The Barracudas,
Black Sheep,
The Offenders,
Sister Nancy,
Average White Band,
Franke,
Bootsy Collins,
Max Romeo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
ABBA,
Funkadelic,
The Walker Brothers,
This Heat,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.