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 Japan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Max Romeo to the dance 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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
The American Breed,
Sound Behaviour,
Joe Finger,
Gabor Szabo,
Peter & Gordon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Deakin,
Bluetip,
Eric Copeland,
Technova,
Danielle Patucci,
Fluxion,
Aswad,
The Buckinghams,
cv313,
Lalann,
Toni Rubio,
Suicide,
The Cramps,
Rotary Connection,
Frankie Knuckles,
Royal Trux,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Mojo Men,
Judy Mowatt,
ABBA,
Public Enemy,
Lakeside,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Thompson Twins,
Barbara Tucker,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Brick,
Mission of Burma,
Angry Samoans,
The Divine Comedy,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
MDC,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Velvet Underground,
New Age Steppers,
Newcleus,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Flash Fearless,
The Monks,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Beau Brummels,
The New Christs,
Stetsasonic,
Dennis Brown,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Kinks,
Moss Icon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lungfish,
OOIOO,
The Invisible,
8 Eyed Spy,
Stereo Dub,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.