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 Nepal and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the snare 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 Quantec to the rap 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 The Index. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
The Associates,
Sex Pistols,
Gabor Szabo,
Au Pairs,
John Foxx,
Echospace,
The Flesh Eaters,
AZ,
Subhumans,
Popol Vuh,
The Music Machine,
Matthew Bourne,
The Moleskins,
Eric B and Rakim,
Juan Atkins,
Deakin,
Radio Birdman,
Surgeon,
Laurel Aitken,
Warren Ellis,
Dual Sessions,
Q65,
Black Moon,
Boz Scaggs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sixth Finger,
Absolute Body Control,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Scan 7,
Rosa Yemen,
Harry Pussy,
David McCallum,
Easy Going,
Steve Hackett,
Sun City Girls,
Los Fastidios,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ken Boothe,
Sam Rivers,
Interpol,
The Human League,
The Mummies,
Barclay James Harvest,
Brass Construction,
Pet Shop Boys,
Michelle Simonal,
Erasure,
Derrick May,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Al Stewart,
Marc Almond,
Albert Ayler,
Terrestrial Tones,
Das Ding,
Eve St. Jones,
Cabaret Voltaire,
L. Decosne,
Black Bananas,
Flamin' Groovies,
Tres Demented,
The Doors,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.