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 Kuwait and from Shanghai.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Donald Fagen 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 Lebanon Hanover to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Dawn Penn,
Amon Düül,
Alice Coltrane,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Liliput,
Traffic Nightmare,
Carl Craig,
The Litter,
Donny Hathaway,
Clear Light,
Bill Near,
Babytalk,
Graham Central Station,
Outsiders,
10cc,
Crispian St. Peters,
Alton Ellis,
Kurtis Blow,
World's Most,
Angry Samoans,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Unwound,
Man Parrish,
Erykah Badu,
Fat Boys,
Ultra Naté,
Surgeon,
Half Japanese,
Swell Maps,
Oneida,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
T. Rex,
This Heat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Suburban Knight,
Lindisfarne,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Hardrive,
Siglo XX,
Brand Nubian,
Dave Gahan,
Neil Young,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Eric Copeland,
Ponytail,
Blancmange,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jeff Lynne,
The Grass Roots,
Lower 48,
Iggy Pop,
Bluetip,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.