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 Guatemala and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the oboe 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 Sonny Sharrock to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
Reuben Wilson,
Terry Callier,
Rites of Spring,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bad Manners,
Dorothy Ashby,
Judy Mowatt,
Jeru the Damaja,
Danielle Patucci,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
KRS-One,
Tomorrow,
Jandek,
The Gories,
Gong,
Depeche Mode,
Subhumans,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Smoke,
Gang Green,
the Sonics,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Brass Construction,
The Music Machine,
X-101,
Fugazi,
Junior Murvin,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eric Dolphy,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Television,
The Index,
Deadbeat,
Throbbing Gristle,
Minnie Riperton,
Yellowson,
David McCallum,
Sister Nancy,
Theoretical Girls,
Silicon Teens,
Blake Baxter,
Roxette,
Porter Ricks,
Gang of Four,
The Wake,
Steve Hackett,
Scan 7,
Marc Almond,
48th St. Collective,
Funky Four + One,
The Busters,
Pierre Henry,
Nick Fraelich,
Peter and Kerry,
Piero Umiliani,
Idris Muhammad,
Man Eating Sloth,
10cc,
Moby Grape,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.