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 Tajikistan and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Adolescents to the jazz 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 Agent Orange. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
X-101,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Kinks,
Pylon,
Davy DMX,
Model 500,
Black Moon,
Absolute Body Control,
Joensuu 1685,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pole,
Second Layer,
Pantaleimon,
Boredoms,
Piero Umiliani,
Amon Düül II,
The Cramps,
Bill Near,
Animal Collective,
Donny Hathaway,
Erasure,
Cheater Slicks,
The Techniques,
Nik Kershaw,
The United States of America,
Ken Boothe,
Crooked Eye,
Wally Richardson,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Agitation Free,
JFA,
The Smiths,
Erykah Badu,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Five Americans,
CMW,
The Invisible,
Charles Mingus,
Sugar Minott,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jawbox,
The Pop Group,
The Cure,
Howard Jones,
Half Japanese,
Roxette,
Magma,
The Seeds,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Beau Brummels,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Blake Baxter,
The Fugs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Wake,
Boz Scaggs,
The Mojo Men,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.