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 Yemen and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Godley & Creme to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Light Orchestra,
Grandmaster Flash,
Janne Schatter,
Wally Richardson,
Barry Ungar,
LL Cool J,
Alton Ellis,
The New Christs,
Delta 5,
Al Stewart,
Fatback Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sight & Sound,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Qualms,
The Happenings,
Joy Division,
Pantytec,
Sun Ra,
the Soft Cell,
Chris & Cosey,
Sound Behaviour,
Sun City Girls,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kevin Saunderson,
Franke,
Robert Hood,
X-101,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Monochrome Set,
Derrick Morgan,
Reuben Wilson,
The Doors,
Big Daddy Kane,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Harry Pussy,
Sexual Harrassment,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Fugs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cluster,
Ronnie Foster,
The Slackers,
Yusef Lateef,
Chris Corsano,
Avey Tare,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Chrome,
The J.B.'s,
Judy Mowatt,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Fat Boys,
Terry Callier,
Jawbox,
R.M.O.,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Laurel Aitken,
the Normal,
ABC,
Malaria!,
Blake Baxter,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.