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 Macedonia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Bronski Beat to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Crash Course in Science,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Oneida,
Sister Nancy,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Neil Young,
Bad Manners,
Johnny Clarke,
New Age Steppers,
Rod Modell,
Henry Cow,
New York Dolls,
Bush Tetras,
Franke,
Hoover,
Erasure,
Royal Trux,
Motorama,
John Cale,
Rhythm & Sound,
Robert Wyatt,
the Germs,
The Star Department,
The Names,
Inner City,
Colin Newman,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lakeside,
Marc Almond,
Cybotron,
Masters at Work,
Massinfluence,
Rufus Thomas,
kango's stein massive,
Howard Jones,
Maurizio,
This Heat,
John Holt,
Infiniti,
The Angels of Light,
Albert Ayler,
Barbara Tucker,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Moby Grape,
Bobby Sherman,
PIL,
Babytalk,
Ituana,
Guru Guru,
Nirvana,
Amon Düül,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Red Krayola,
Tommy Roe,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
David McCallum,
A Certain Ratio,
Aaron Thompson,
Nico,
Danielle Patucci,
The Smiths,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.