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 Panama and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 The Chocolate Watch Band 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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a mellotron 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 chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jawbox,
Sandy B,
Flipper,
Echospace,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Alphaville,
Little Man,
FM Einheit,
Pantaleimon,
The Dead C,
One Last Wish,
Supertramp,
The Beau Brummels,
Soul II Soul,
The Fortunes,
The Cure,
Cluster,
Country Teasers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Boredoms,
Sparks,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Black Sheep,
Erasure,
JFA,
Whodini,
The Wake,
This Heat,
Heaven 17,
Darondo,
Bob Dylan,
Scott Walker,
Tomorrow,
Idris Muhammad,
Essential Logic,
Robert Hood,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Real Kids,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
kango's stein massive,
Black Flag,
Cheater Slicks,
Bobby Byrd,
Stetsasonic,
Joyce Sims,
The Residents,
Boogie Down Productions,
Junior Murvin,
Warsaw,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
World's Most,
Ornette Coleman,
The Blackbyrds,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Skatalites,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.