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 Taiwan and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Joey Negro to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Das Ding 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
X-102,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kaleidoscope,
the Swans,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Little Man,
Skarface,
Scientists,
Brand Nubian,
The Blues Magoos,
Pylon,
Con Funk Shun,
Infiniti,
The Mummies,
Tubeway Army,
Ossler,
OOIOO,
The Shadows of Knight,
Boogie Down Productions,
Hardrive,
Swans,
Metal Thangz,
Bill Wells,
Arthur Verocai,
Groovy Waters,
The Modern Lovers,
Schoolly D,
Gang Green,
The Real Kids,
Theoretical Girls,
Eric B and Rakim,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Country Teasers,
The Names,
Brass Construction,
The Moleskins,
Alton Ellis,
Gabor Szabo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Alice Coltrane,
the Normal,
Ronan,
The Fuzztones,
Tres Demented,
Cymande,
Buzzcocks,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Blackbyrds,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bronski Beat,
The Index,
Marc Almond,
UT,
Soul Sonic Force,
Robert Hood,
Mo-Dettes,
Rufus Thomas,
The Saints,
Sam Rivers,
Quando Quango,
Outsiders,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.