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 Fiji and from Madrid.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 Roger Hodgson 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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Vogues,
Au Pairs,
Jawbox,
Parry Music,
The Walker Brothers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
Unrelated Segments,
Rotary Connection,
The Evens,
Magma,
Nick Fraelich,
Echospace,
Reuben Wilson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ash Ra Tempel,
LL Cool J,
Yazoo,
Dark Day,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Blancmange,
Carl Craig,
Neu!,
Radiopuhelimet,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
R.M.O.,
the Swans,
Erasure,
Niagra,
The Skatalites,
James Chance & The Contortions,
June of 44,
OOIOO,
Scion,
The Count Five,
Peter and Kerry,
Anakelly,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Terry Callier,
Pagans,
The Pretty Things,
Inner City,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Procol Harum,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Doors,
Basic Channel,
Banda Bassotti,
Janne Schatter,
Bad Manners,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Alarm Clocks,
H. Thieme,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
DNA,
D'Angelo,
Q65,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.