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 Seychelles and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 marimba 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 Al Stewart to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pharoah Sanders. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Albert Ayler,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Names,
Rotary Connection,
The Vogues,
Joey Negro,
Sixth Finger,
Wings,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Altered Images,
Harpers Bizarre,
Donald Byrd,
Glambeats Corp.,
Scientists,
MDC,
The Fire Engines,
Fatback Band,
The Star Department,
Suicide,
These Immortal Souls,
Absolute Body Control,
Patti Smith,
Pagans,
David Bowie,
Dawn Penn,
The Seeds,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gregory Isaacs,
Buzzcocks,
Fluxion,
Eden Ahbez,
Nirvana,
Jawbox,
Sound Behaviour,
Slick Rick,
Franke,
Rapeman,
Black Moon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sam Rivers,
Connie Case,
Gabor Szabo,
China Crisis,
The Electric Prunes,
Main Source,
The New Christs,
Pierre Henry,
Darondo,
The Cowsills,
The Detroit Cobras,
E-Dancer,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Stockholm Monsters,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Negative Approach,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Liliput,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.