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 Pakistan and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Albert Ayler to the techno 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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Beau Brummels,
Minny Pops,
Massinfluence,
Archie Shepp,
Reuben Wilson,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Juan Atkins,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ken Boothe,
Easy Going,
Lakeside,
World's Most,
This Heat,
The Music Machine,
Donny Hathaway,
Nirvana,
Big Daddy Kane,
Goldenarms,
10cc,
the Swans,
Thompson Twins,
Crispian St. Peters,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Marmalade,
Banda Bassotti,
Laurel Aitken,
Bauhaus,
The Cowsills,
Average White Band,
Agitation Free,
Idris Muhammad,
Henry Cow,
The Gladiators,
Model 500,
Connie Case,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
H. Thieme,
Howard Jones,
Gregory Isaacs,
Groovy Waters,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Subhumans,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Al Stewart,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Los Fastidios,
DNA,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bluetip,
R.M.O.,
Black Pus,
Amazonics,
Sun City Girls,
Alison Limerick,
Lebanon Hanover,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scan 7,
Dead Boys,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.