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 Ireland and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Spoonie Gee to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex 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?
Piero Umiliani,
Anthony Braxton,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Quantec,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Sonics,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jacob Miller,
Junior Murvin,
The Monochrome Set,
The United States of America,
Pere Ubu,
Cecil Taylor,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Minny Pops,
Silicon Teens,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Roxette,
Organ,
Sandy B,
Traffic Nightmare,
Urselle,
Slave,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soul II Soul,
Public Enemy,
The Pop Group,
Radiohead,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Shadows of Knight,
Surgeon,
Reagan Youth,
Bluetip,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Names,
The Durutti Column,
K-Klass,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Delta 5,
Fat Boys,
Man Eating Sloth,
Judy Mowatt,
Los Fastidios,
Easy Going,
The Buckinghams,
Bootsy Collins,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Al Stewart,
Tubeway Army,
One Last Wish,
KRS-One,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Little Man,
Joyce Sims,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Searchers,
Echospace,
Zapp, Zapp, Zapp, Zapp.
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.