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 Nepal and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Minutemen to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Jerry's Kids,
The Human League,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rosa Yemen,
Gong,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Radio Birdman,
Joy Division,
Mandrill,
New York Dolls,
Swell Maps,
Skarface,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Slave,
Chrome,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Blancmange,
Alton Ellis,
Judy Mowatt,
The Associates,
Eli Mardock,
Y Pants,
Eric Dolphy,
Camberwell Now,
Theoretical Girls,
Danielle Patucci,
Moss Icon,
Crooked Eye,
Warsaw,
the Soft Cell,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Minnie Riperton,
the Human League,
Black Pus,
Reuben Wilson,
Tears for Fears,
Organ,
Donny Hathaway,
Mission of Burma,
Talk Talk,
Boredoms,
Audionom,
Grey Daturas,
the Swans,
Deadbeat,
Joyce Sims,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Motions,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Khruangbin,
David McCallum,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Technova,
The Mojo Men,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Black Dice,
The Zeros,
The Wake,
The Gap Band,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.