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 Rwanda and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manchester.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Leonard Cohen to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Youth Brigade,
Malaria!,
Severed Heads,
The Wake,
Soft Machine,
The Fuzztones,
Faust,
Ultravox,
James White and The Blacks,
Lower 48,
LL Cool J,
B.T. Express,
John Cale,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Aural Exciters,
Scott Walker,
Theoretical Girls,
Carl Craig,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Pop Group,
The Happenings,
Thee Headcoats,
John Foxx,
The Real Kids,
Masters at Work,
Underground Resistance,
the Normal,
Desert Stars,
Blancmange,
Grauzone,
The Offenders,
Con Funk Shun,
K-Klass,
the Human League,
Josef K,
Yellowson,
Rosa Yemen,
The Martian,
Vladislav Delay,
Ituana,
The Tremeloes,
Harpers Bizarre,
Joyce Sims,
Fatback Band,
Duran Duran,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
June Days,
Tropical Tobacco,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Stooges,
Archie Shepp,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Electric Prunes,
Henry Cow,
Matthew Bourne,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
CMW,
Erykah Badu,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.