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 Liechtenstein and from Salvador.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Peter and Kerry to the electroclash 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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Visage,
Terry Callier,
Masters at Work,
Alice Coltrane,
The Count Five,
Tubeway Army,
Simply Red,
Zero Boys,
June Days,
Fluxion,
Skarface,
H. Thieme,
Anakelly,
Franke,
Adolescents,
CMW,
This Heat,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Shoche,
Peter & Gordon,
Rites of Spring,
The Martian,
Mo-Dettes,
Tomorrow,
Prince Buster,
Funkadelic,
Jacob Miller,
Television Personalities,
Pantaleimon,
Pagans,
Janne Schatter,
Amon Düül II,
Cal Tjader,
Dave Gahan,
Suicide,
Deepchord,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gong,
The Buckinghams,
Max Romeo,
Ice-T,
Von Mondo,
Eric Copeland,
Los Fastidios,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Selecter,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Dark Day,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Depeche Mode,
Radio Birdman,
The Wake,
Severed Heads,
Lucky Dragons,
Nirvana,
Skaos,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.