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 Bahrain and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Wasted Youth,
Eric Dolphy,
The Vogues,
Moss Icon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fear,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Michelle Simonal,
The Cosmic Jokers,
CMW,
Anthony Braxton,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pantaleimon,
Matthew Halsall,
La Düsseldorf,
The Fire Engines,
Warren Ellis,
Radiohead,
Unwound,
The Techniques,
OOIOO,
Johnny Clarke,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
This Heat,
Graham Central Station,
Anakelly,
Cymande,
The Searchers,
Ten City,
Lower 48,
Rufus Thomas,
The Misunderstood,
Idris Muhammad,
Second Layer,
Matthew Bourne,
Mars,
Aswad,
Camberwell Now,
Bang On A Can,
Prince Buster,
The Martian,
Joe Smooth,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Cameo,
The Grass Roots,
Yazoo,
Supertramp,
Basic Channel,
Kas Product,
Terrestrial Tones,
AZ,
Q65,
The Seeds,
Gichy Dan,
Ultravox,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fugazi,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.