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 Slovenia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Blues Magoos to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
ABC,
Neil Young,
The Stooges,
The Alarm Clocks,
Icehouse,
Brass Construction,
Delon & Dalcan,
a-ha,
Terrestrial Tones,
Soul Sonic Force,
One Last Wish,
Bobby Byrd,
Anthony Braxton,
The Doors,
Main Source,
Little Man,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Oneida,
Erasure,
Robert Hood,
Masters at Work,
Flash Fearless,
Sällskapet,
The Raincoats,
Deadbeat,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Skriet,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Angels of Light,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Cramps,
Connie Case,
Joyce Sims,
Japan,
Moss Icon,
the Human League,
Nik Kershaw,
Laurel Aitken,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lower 48,
Lindisfarne,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Dual Sessions,
Jacob Miller,
Alice Coltrane,
Albert Ayler,
Malaria!,
The Velvet Underground,
Guru Guru,
Sight & Sound,
Pierre Henry,
Liliput,
Funkadelic,
Flipper,
Alton Ellis,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ultimate Spinach,
Morten Harket,
Vainqueur,
Hoover,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.