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 Sierra Leone and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Derrick Morgan to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
Pagans,
Pulsallama,
UT,
The Standells,
The Evens,
Panda Bear,
T. Rex,
The Gun Club,
Minor Threat,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Zero Boys,
Television Personalities,
The Walker Brothers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nas,
Stiv Bators,
The Pop Group,
Mandrill,
Amon Düül II,
The Moody Blues,
Joyce Sims,
Das Ding,
Freddie Wadling,
Howard Jones,
Junior Murvin,
Isaac Hayes,
Hasil Adkins,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eli Mardock,
Scott Walker,
Young Marble Giants,
Flipper,
Skarface,
Fad Gadget,
Aloha Tigers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
KRS-One,
World's Most,
The Gladiators,
Electric Light Orchestra,
H. Thieme,
Lower 48,
Loose Ends,
Negative Approach,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Marcia Griffiths,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pere Ubu,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Adolescents,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Pus,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ronan,
the Germs,
Albert Ayler,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.