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 Haiti and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Soft Machine,
The Count Five,
Livin' Joy,
The Black Dice,
The Toasters,
Jeru the Damaja,
Half Japanese,
Joy Division,
Prince Buster,
The Cramps,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Das Ding,
Masters at Work,
The Fall,
Minnie Riperton,
The Skatalites,
The Misunderstood,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Spoonie Gee,
Main Source,
Motorama,
Second Layer,
Alice Coltrane,
The Residents,
Don Cherry,
Joe Smooth,
10cc,
The Fire Engines,
Surgeon,
Nico,
U.S. Maple,
Magma,
T. Rex,
Peter and Kerry,
Depeche Mode,
The Grass Roots,
Kevin Saunderson,
Japan,
Erasure,
Joey Negro,
The Electric Prunes,
Index,
The Fuzztones,
Cal Tjader,
Black Moon,
The Invisible,
Yazoo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Little Man,
Absolute Body Control,
Rekid,
Cluster,
Nick Fraelich,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rotary Connection,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Unrelated Segments,
Yellowson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.