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 Mali and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Yazoo to the jazz 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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Suburban Knight,
Chris Corsano,
The American Breed,
Crash Course in Science,
Unrelated Segments,
Thompson Twins,
Anthony Braxton,
Zapp,
The Fire Engines,
The Monochrome Set,
Junior Murvin,
The Fortunes,
Television Personalities,
Easy Going,
Soul Sonic Force,
48th St. Collective,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Barclay James Harvest,
Goldenarms,
Crime,
Joensuu 1685,
Sonic Youth,
F. McDonald,
Blossom Toes,
The Skatalites,
Al Stewart,
Camouflage,
Bad Manners,
AZ,
Theoretical Girls,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cecil Taylor,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jawbox,
June of 44,
Aaron Thompson,
Ultravox,
Jimmy McGriff,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ken Boothe,
Roy Ayers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Curtis Mayfield,
FM Einheit,
The Pop Group,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ralphi Rosario,
Hashim,
the Swans,
Dual Sessions,
Chris & Cosey,
The Young Rascals,
Country Teasers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gichy Dan,
The Zeros,
MDC,
Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith.
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.