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 Mauritania and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mumbai.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the disco 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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Buzzcocks,
Jimmy McGriff,
Patti Smith,
The Blues Magoos,
The Motions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nirvana,
Babytalk,
Q and Not U,
Lakeside,
The Residents,
R.M.O.,
Roxette,
Silicon Teens,
Pere Ubu,
The Star Department,
Shuggie Otis,
Dave Gahan,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gang Green,
Outsiders,
Depeche Mode,
The Last Poets,
Massinfluence,
The Electric Prunes,
Davy DMX,
Susan Cadogan,
The Remains,
DJ Sneak,
Roy Ayers,
David Bowie,
The Raincoats,
China Crisis,
Gichy Dan,
Archie Shepp,
Joy Division,
Eden Ahbez,
Steve Hackett,
Ronnie Foster,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mark Hollis,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lower 48,
Sandy B,
Television,
Black Sheep,
FM Einheit,
Crispy Ambulance,
Audionom,
Swans,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Spandau Ballet,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Golliwogs,
the Sonics,
T. Rex,
Eve St. Jones,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.