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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Bang on a Can All-Stars to the rock 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 Throbbing Gristle. All the underground hits.
All Ken Boothe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sexual Harrassment record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
John Coltrane,
Peter and Kerry,
Y Pants,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pagans,
Kenny Larkin,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Leaves,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Motorama,
Roxy Music,
Oblivians,
the Normal,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bang On A Can,
The Litter,
Flash Fearless,
Derrick May,
Fat Boys,
In Retrospect,
Shuggie Otis,
Massinfluence,
Oneida,
Roxette,
Depeche Mode,
Delta 5,
Talk Talk,
Duran Duran,
B.T. Express,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Don Cherry,
Faust,
Camberwell Now,
Dave Gahan,
Robert Wyatt,
Intrusion,
Nation of Ulysses,
This Heat,
Roger Hodgson,
Archie Shepp,
Boz Scaggs,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Smoke,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Whodini,
The Gun Club,
Leonard Cohen,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jesper Dahlback,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Music Machine,
The Knickerbockers,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.