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 Liberia and from Madrid.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Little Man,
Dual Sessions,
These Immortal Souls,
Eric B and Rakim,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gong,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
L. Decosne,
Wally Richardson,
Ten City,
The Fire Engines,
Amon Düül II,
The Mojo Men,
Anthony Braxton,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sugar Minott,
ABC,
Monolake,
Danielle Patucci,
Crispy Ambulance,
Minny Pops,
Masters at Work,
Steve Hackett,
Judy Mowatt,
Subhumans,
Ultra Naté,
Sonic Youth,
La Düsseldorf,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Aswad,
Intrusion,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Deadbeat,
The Gladiators,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Gun Club,
Nation of Ulysses,
Dark Day,
Nico,
The Durutti Column,
The Dave Clark Five,
Suburban Knight,
The Real Kids,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Livin' Joy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
World's Most,
Talk Talk,
Magazine,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Eric Dolphy,
Matthew Halsall,
K-Klass,
Funkadelic,
Johnny Clarke,
Chris & Cosey,
Sällskapet,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.