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 Cuba and from Columbus.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Susan Cadogan to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Lalann,
In Retrospect,
Bang On A Can,
Severed Heads,
Mark Hollis,
The Happenings,
the Association,
Whodini,
Soft Machine,
Don Cherry,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Donny Hathaway,
Delon & Dalcan,
10cc,
Gang Starr,
Peter and Kerry,
Make Up,
Second Layer,
Reuben Wilson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Toasters,
Carl Craig,
Joensuu 1685,
Connie Case,
John Coltrane,
Brand Nubian,
The Gories,
Bad Manners,
The Index,
Iggy Pop,
The Angels of Light,
Bobby Sherman,
The Blues Magoos,
Barrington Levy,
Jimmy McGriff,
Surgeon,
Jacques Brel,
Joe Smooth,
Grauzone,
Deadbeat,
Malaria!,
Arab on Radar,
Sandy B,
Banda Bassotti,
Spandau Ballet,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kas Product,
Chris Corsano,
Fluxion,
The Black Dice,
Camberwell Now,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bauhaus,
Terrestrial Tones,
Japan,
CMW,
Y Pants,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.