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 Congo and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in 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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 David McCallum to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
48th St. Collective,
Max Romeo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Laurel Aitken,
Reuben Wilson,
Bill Wells,
Lebanon Hanover,
Goldenarms,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
In Retrospect,
Althea and Donna,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lyres,
Patti Smith,
Harmonia,
Joe Smooth,
Fluxion,
The Sound,
Deadbeat,
Al Stewart,
Jerry's Kids,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fugs,
Motorama,
Amon Düül,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Talk Talk,
Tears for Fears,
Moebius,
Blancmange,
The Mojo Men,
Michelle Simonal,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Alton Ellis,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
F. McDonald,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nation of Ulysses,
Symarip,
Nico,
Con Funk Shun,
Aural Exciters,
The Last Poets,
Rotary Connection,
Theoretical Girls,
John Cale,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Alice Coltrane,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Sonics,
Youth Brigade,
Aloha Tigers,
The J.B.'s,
The Raincoats,
Ultravox,
Severed Heads,
Gang of Four,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lungfish,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.