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 Macedonia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Doobie Brothers to the techno 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 The Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crooked Eye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
Ponytail,
Nico,
Bronski Beat,
The Litter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Freddie Wadling,
Organ,
The Blues Magoos,
Ultravox,
Erasure,
Sällskapet,
Reagan Youth,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mo-Dettes,
The Motions,
Sparks,
Index,
Qualms,
D'Angelo,
Newcleus,
John Coltrane,
Guru Guru,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
MC5,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Mojo Men,
Roxy Music,
Marvin Gaye,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Second Layer,
Bob Dylan,
DNA,
Supertramp,
Country Teasers,
Scion,
The Music Machine,
Slave,
Grauzone,
EPMD,
The Residents,
Black Bananas,
Lightning Bolt,
Eric B and Rakim,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sixth Finger,
the Human League,
Agent Orange,
Todd Rundgren,
Quando Quango,
Pantaleimon,
Neil Young,
Peter and Kerry,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Beau Brummels,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Nation of Ulysses,
Interpol,
PIL,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.