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 Germany and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Woodstock and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Anthony Braxton to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Man Eating Sloth. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barclay James Harvest record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Alton Ellis,
E-Dancer,
Girls At Our Best!,
Connie Case,
Angry Samoans,
Gong,
Pharoah Sanders,
Echospace,
Masters at Work,
Drexciya,
Lalann,
Rapeman,
The Searchers,
Aswad,
Black Sheep,
Big Daddy Kane,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Joyce Sims,
Colin Newman,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pylon,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lightning Bolt,
Jeff Mills,
The Dead C,
Grauzone,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Slackers,
Pet Shop Boys,
Moby Grape,
Laurel Aitken,
Rekid,
Eve St. Jones,
James White and The Blacks,
Bill Near,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Minnie Riperton,
Marcia Griffiths,
Faraquet,
FM Einheit,
Technova,
Basic Channel,
Roxy Music,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Blackbyrds,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dorothy Ashby,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mission of Burma,
The Remains,
The Pop Group,
F. McDonald,
MC5,
Gang of Four,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jeff Lynne,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Alice Coltrane,
Japan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.