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 Guatemala and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Radiohead to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Sex Pistols tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minnie Riperton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Rosa Yemen,
Public Enemy,
Simply Red,
kango's stein massive,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Urselle,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Alison Limerick,
The Fuzztones,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Reuben Wilson,
Todd Rundgren,
Y Pants,
Sällskapet,
Maurizio,
The Index,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Tremeloes,
Chris Corsano,
Stockholm Monsters,
Robert Wyatt,
Sugar Minott,
The Alarm Clocks,
Das Ding,
Matthew Halsall,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ice-T,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Maleditus Sound,
The Doors,
The Modern Lovers,
Cybotron,
Tomorrow,
Electric Prunes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Arthur Verocai,
Fela Kuti,
Wolf Eyes,
D'Angelo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Stiv Bators,
The Pop Group,
Ultra Naté,
Dark Day,
Matthew Bourne,
Joey Negro,
Lindisfarne,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Funky Four + One,
The Trojans,
Todd Terry,
Joy Division,
John Lydon,
The Gun Club,
The Gladiators,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
MC5,
Shoche,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.