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 Maldives and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 Robert Palmer 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 Silicon Teens to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
The Black Dice,
The Misunderstood,
The Raincoats,
The Fugs,
Soft Machine,
Alphaville,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eric B and Rakim,
Michelle Simonal,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Divine Comedy,
Dave Gahan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Wake,
Young Marble Giants,
Schoolly D,
The Young Rascals,
Anthony Braxton,
Todd Terry,
Nils Olav,
New Age Steppers,
Surgeon,
Das Ding,
Camouflage,
Pylon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
James White and The Blacks,
Blancmange,
Bill Near,
L. Decosne,
Ken Boothe,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Niagra,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Blues Magoos,
Mantronix,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sight & Sound,
Drive Like Jehu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ultimate Spinach,
Marshall Jefferson,
Au Pairs,
Black Bananas,
World's Most,
Laurel Aitken,
FM Einheit,
OOIOO,
Althea and Donna,
Robert Wyatt,
Hashim,
Johnny Clarke,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kevin Saunderson,
Agent Orange,
Chris & Cosey,
Tres Demented,
Robert Görl,
The Fortunes,
T.S.O.L.,
The United States of America,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.