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 Bahamas and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Moebius to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Mantronix,
Rotary Connection,
48th St. Collective,
Heaven 17,
The Doors,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Agitation Free,
Mo-Dettes,
Rosa Yemen,
Inner City,
Radiopuhelimet,
Albert Ayler,
Talk Talk,
Kenny Larkin,
Grey Daturas,
Nico,
Steve Hackett,
David Axelrod,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Dave Clark Five,
Procol Harum,
Wings,
Bobby Sherman,
Iggy Pop,
Sound Behaviour,
The Monks,
The Zeros,
Gerry Rafferty,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Dirtbombs,
Robert Wyatt,
Cecil Taylor,
The Cure,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Monochrome Set,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Man Parrish,
Frankie Knuckles,
Con Funk Shun,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rekid,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
DJ Sneak,
Underground Resistance,
The Gun Club,
Eric Copeland,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Unrelated Segments,
Bronski Beat,
The Dead C,
Brass Construction,
Yellowson,
Bill Near,
Funkadelic,
Half Japanese,
The Doobie Brothers,
Negative Approach,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.