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 Guyana and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron 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 D'Angelo to the jazz 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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
The Electric Prunes,
Sonny Sharrock,
Moebius,
The Angels of Light,
Junior Murvin,
MC5,
Anthony Braxton,
Gregory Isaacs,
Drexciya,
Cheater Slicks,
David Axelrod,
Visage,
Pharoah Sanders,
Archie Shepp,
8 Eyed Spy,
Letta Mbulu,
Electric Prunes,
Ornette Coleman,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Nation of Ulysses,
Suicide,
Barrington Levy,
Sight & Sound,
New Order,
D'Angelo,
ABC,
Kaleidoscope,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rod Modell,
Flipper,
Lindisfarne,
Tommy Roe,
L. Decosne,
Buzzcocks,
Accadde A,
Cecil Taylor,
John Lydon,
John Foxx,
Blake Baxter,
The Wake,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Mo-Dettes,
Malaria!,
The Walker Brothers,
Reagan Youth,
The Zeros,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Inner City,
Duran Duran,
Yaz,
The Blues Magoos,
Young Marble Giants,
the Human League,
Little Man,
Pierre Henry,
Jeff Lynne,
Morten Harket,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Moss Icon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.