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 Korea North and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 David Bowie 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 Kurtis Blow to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott Heron 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
The Motions,
Neil Young,
X-Ray Spex,
Das Ding,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Hoover,
Severed Heads,
The Young Rascals,
Icehouse,
The Five Americans,
Isaac Hayes,
Donald Byrd,
Rakim,
Peter & Gordon,
Crispian St. Peters,
Eurythmics,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pole,
Chris Corsano,
The Offenders,
The Standells,
Eddi Front,
Shoche,
Chrome,
Dawn Penn,
Ohio Players,
Infiniti,
Jacob Miller,
Clear Light,
Intrusion,
Agitation Free,
Fort Wilson Riot,
X-101,
The Zeros,
Loose Ends,
Jawbox,
Dark Day,
Althea and Donna,
Altered Images,
Cheater Slicks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Goldenarms,
Tomorrow,
Bang On A Can,
Organ,
Godley & Creme,
The Birthday Party,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Steve Hackett,
Man Eating Sloth,
Maurizio,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Joy Division,
The Human League,
Cluster,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dorothy Ashby,
Blake Baxter,
Henry Cow,
The Sound,
The Last Poets,
Kayak,
K-Klass,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch 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.