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 Portland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
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 Gil Scott Heron to the rap 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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Sam Rivers,
Rapeman,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Maleditus Sound,
Average White Band,
Delta 5,
A Certain Ratio,
Erykah Badu,
Ornette Coleman,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lalo Schifrin,
John Foxx,
Harpers Bizarre,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Skarface,
Popol Vuh,
John Coltrane,
Amazonics,
Nik Kershaw,
Procol Harum,
Andrew Hill,
Aswad,
Stereo Dub,
Mantronix,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Remains,
Cabaret Voltaire,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
New Age Steppers,
Qualms,
Junior Murvin,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nico,
Freddie Wadling,
Bronski Beat,
D'Angelo,
Kerrie Biddell,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mandrill,
Ronan,
Quadrant,
Ponytail,
The Fortunes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gang Green,
ABC,
Byron Stingily,
The Electric Prunes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Severed Heads,
Joey Negro,
The Busters,
Eddi Front,
Audionom,
Michelle Simonal,
This Heat,
Loose Ends,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.