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 Winnipeg.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 ABBA to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Eddi Front,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bizarre Inc.,
Deadbeat,
MC5,
The Five Americans,
Josef K,
Panda Bear,
Jacques Brel,
Pagans,
Lou Reed,
The Moody Blues,
The Human League,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Pop Group,
Sister Nancy,
The Sound,
Desert Stars,
Fluxion,
The Blackbyrds,
Kerri Chandler,
Ice-T,
Marvin Gaye,
Barrington Levy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Wolf Eyes,
Yellowson,
Iggy Pop,
The Techniques,
Camouflage,
Nation of Ulysses,
Crime,
The Stooges,
Neil Young,
Bang On A Can,
Groovy Waters,
The Star Department,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Agitation Free,
Swell Maps,
Erykah Badu,
Carl Craig,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Khruangbin,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
A Certain Ratio,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lungfish,
Magma,
Spoonie Gee,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Minutemen,
Danielle Patucci,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Donny Hathaway,
PIL,
Alice Coltrane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.