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 Mexico and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 Lagos and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Heaven 17 to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Carl Craig record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacques Brel,
Iggy Pop,
Technova,
Joy Division,
Quantec,
Avey Tare,
Junior Murvin,
Donny Hathaway,
Lebanon Hanover,
Juan Atkins,
The Cure,
the Association,
Faust,
The Martian,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lou Reed,
Kerrie Biddell,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Vainqueur,
Essential Logic,
Lee Hazlewood,
Section 25,
Main Source,
The Dave Clark Five,
Organ,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Associates,
Marshall Jefferson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
JFA,
John Holt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
La Düsseldorf,
Quando Quango,
Max Romeo,
Mark Hollis,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Robert Görl,
Inner City,
Skaos,
In Retrospect,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Smoke,
Ultravox,
X-101,
Ludus,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Camberwell Now,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nirvana,
FM Einheit,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jandek,
Derrick Morgan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Letta Mbulu,
kango's stein massive,
Mad Mike,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.