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 United Kingdom and from Sao Paulo.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Alice Coltrane to the grunge 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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Gerry Rafferty,
A Certain Ratio,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Tim Buckley,
Accadde A,
Surgeon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Dennis Brown,
Essential Logic,
Isaac Hayes,
Funky Four + One,
Circle Jerks,
One Last Wish,
Camberwell Now,
Warren Ellis,
Schoolly D,
Colin Newman,
Sister Nancy,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sight & Sound,
Alphaville,
Minutemen,
Chris & Cosey,
Robert Hood,
David Axelrod,
Trumans Water,
Chris Corsano,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Anthony Braxton,
Erykah Badu,
Michelle Simonal,
Easy Going,
Lightning Bolt,
Soulsonic Force,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Fortunes,
Scratch Acid,
Joyce Sims,
The Stooges,
The Trojans,
The Techniques,
Chrome,
Eddi Front,
Dark Day,
The Motions,
Nirvana,
John Foxx,
Pere Ubu,
Stiv Bators,
The Fugs,
Lower 48,
Faraquet,
Soul II Soul,
Quando Quango,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aswad,
John Coltrane,
Los Fastidios,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.