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 Indonesia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Reagan Youth to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers 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 dance 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 synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Joe Finger,
Sugar Minott,
Sun Ra,
Marine Girls,
Amazonics,
Alphaville,
Stereo Dub,
Minutemen,
Rod Modell,
The Standells,
Mandrill,
The Wake,
Andrew Hill,
Tommy Roe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Alison Limerick,
In Retrospect,
Lindisfarne,
Charles Mingus,
Mars,
The Mojo Men,
Brass Construction,
Henry Cow,
Ossler,
Ralphi Rosario,
Yusef Lateef,
T. Rex,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Colin Newman,
The Flesh Eaters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Con Funk Shun,
The Motions,
The United States of America,
Traffic Nightmare,
Howard Jones,
Los Fastidios,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
MDC,
Youth Brigade,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gang Starr,
The Trojans,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Fania All-Stars,
John Holt,
Bobby Womack,
New Age Steppers,
Stetsasonic,
Ten City,
Zapp,
Laurel Aitken,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Angry Samoans,
Gang Gang Dance,
Wasted Youth,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Dead Boys,
Frankie Knuckles,
Parry Music,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.