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 Mexico and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 linndrum 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 Jimmy McGriff 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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tubeway Army,
the Soft Cell,
Chrome,
Duran Duran,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pussy Galore,
Archie Shepp,
Tom Boy,
Delta 5,
Minor Threat,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Carl Craig,
Parry Music,
Excepter,
Bootsy Collins,
Slick Rick,
June of 44,
Pantaleimon,
The Blues Magoos,
Guru Guru,
PIL,
Mo-Dettes,
The Busters,
Agitation Free,
The Associates,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Fire Engines,
Animal Collective,
Ten City,
Pet Shop Boys,
Minnie Riperton,
Vladislav Delay,
Quadrant,
The Happenings,
Ultravox,
Mars,
Monolake,
Anakelly,
Nik Kershaw,
Urselle,
Matthew Bourne,
Al Stewart,
Crash Course in Science,
Joensuu 1685,
Henry Cow,
Fat Boys,
Soft Cell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Tremeloes,
This Heat,
The Alarm Clocks,
Scrapy,
Symarip,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Beau Brummels,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Magma,
Iggy Pop,
Royal Trux,
Joyce Sims,
Robert Wyatt,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.