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 Hungary and from Edmonton.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Skaos to the punk 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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
The Blues Magoos,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bobby Sherman,
Godley & Creme,
Accadde A,
The Fortunes,
The Divine Comedy,
Erykah Badu,
Swans,
Eli Mardock,
Chris & Cosey,
Pylon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Oblivians,
Tres Demented,
Funky Four + One,
The New Christs,
Parry Music,
Barry Ungar,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Y Pants,
Jacques Brel,
Lower 48,
Moebius,
Charles Mingus,
Skaos,
Agitation Free,
Delon & Dalcan,
Soul II Soul,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Tomorrow,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Pretty Things,
The Leaves,
Cybotron,
EPMD,
Bluetip,
The Zeros,
Reuben Wilson,
Prince Buster,
DJ Sneak,
Eric Copeland,
Dark Day,
Minny Pops,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Easy Going,
Kenny Larkin,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Neil Young,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Clear Light,
Bob Dylan,
The Count Five,
Lou Reed,
Negative Approach,
Rapeman,
The Seeds,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.