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 Gambia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Little Man to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Harmonia,
Niagra,
Motorama,
Cecil Taylor,
Adolescents,
Soul Sonic Force,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Radiohead,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rapeman,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Graham Central Station,
Quantec,
Blancmange,
Alison Limerick,
Theoretical Girls,
Steve Hackett,
Todd Terry,
Sixth Finger,
The Invisible,
Gang Gang Dance,
Surgeon,
Fad Gadget,
Qualms,
The Selecter,
Goldenarms,
John Holt,
The Fortunes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Offenders,
LL Cool J,
Sound Behaviour,
the Normal,
Avey Tare,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Oneida,
Minor Threat,
ABC,
X-Ray Spex,
R.M.O.,
Slick Rick,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dorothy Ashby,
Drexciya,
Archie Shepp,
Tres Demented,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Von Mondo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pole,
Tom Boy,
The Mummies,
Barbara Tucker,
Ponytail,
the Bar-Kays,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.