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 Lithuania and from Tehran.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Popol Vuh,
Audionom,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Alison Limerick,
World's Most,
Bluetip,
Magma,
Jeff Lynne,
The Vogues,
Ultimate Spinach,
Royal Trux,
Clear Light,
Echospace,
Index,
Joe Finger,
Swans,
Camouflage,
Scott Walker,
Sugar Minott,
Sexual Harrassment,
Joy Division,
Fear,
Anthony Braxton,
These Immortal Souls,
Alphaville,
Sixth Finger,
Severed Heads,
ABC,
Maurizio,
Don Cherry,
The Offenders,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Crime,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sun Ra,
Moby Grape,
Yellowson,
The Neon Judgement,
Wally Richardson,
Cecil Taylor,
Excepter,
Au Pairs,
Lee Hazlewood,
Arab on Radar,
The Skatalites,
Mo-Dettes,
Funky Four + One,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
La Düsseldorf,
Q and Not U,
Sonic Youth,
Franke,
Barry Ungar,
Kayak,
Flipper,
Nick Fraelich,
Siglo XX,
Ice-T,
Fela Kuti,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.