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 Bulgaria and from Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar 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 Donald Byrd to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pretty Things record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funkadelic,
Second Layer,
Girls At Our Best!,
Freddie Wadling,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Negative Approach,
Sun City Girls,
DJ Style,
The Monochrome Set,
Shoche,
Josef K,
Delta 5,
Panda Bear,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sällskapet,
Echospace,
The Martian,
Tom Boy,
La Düsseldorf,
Rapeman,
The Moleskins,
Pussy Galore,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rakim,
Hardrive,
Althea and Donna,
Soft Cell,
Andrew Hill,
Eurythmics,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alphaville,
Rites of Spring,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Vogues,
Harmonia,
B.T. Express,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lou Christie,
Rhythm & Sound,
Magazine,
The Divine Comedy,
Black Pus,
Banda Bassotti,
Metal Thangz,
The Busters,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rufus Thomas,
Joe Finger,
Masters at Work,
The Knickerbockers,
The Beau Brummels,
Liliput,
Maurizio,
Fela Kuti,
The Zeros,
Arthur Verocai,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The New Christs,
Slave,
Eden Ahbez,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.