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 Panama and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Calgary.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rites of Spring to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
Reagan Youth,
Archie Shepp,
The Zeros,
Supertramp,
Carl Craig,
Ronan,
Little Man,
Zero Boys,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Public Enemy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Adolescents,
The Toasters,
Flamin' Groovies,
Brothers Johnson,
Leonard Cohen,
Mandrill,
The Slackers,
June Days,
Susan Cadogan,
X-Ray Spex,
Section 25,
Country Teasers,
the Normal,
AZ,
The Five Americans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gang Starr,
World's Most,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Flipper,
New Age Steppers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lee Hazlewood,
Godley & Creme,
Freddie Wadling,
Unrelated Segments,
The Shadows of Knight,
Slick Rick,
Unwound,
Shoche,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Duran Duran,
Marc Almond,
Pulsallama,
Bill Wells,
Spandau Ballet,
Erasure,
Alice Coltrane,
Brass Construction,
Scan 7,
Negative Approach,
Gabor Szabo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rotary Connection,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Arcadia,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.