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 Finland and from Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Glenn Branca to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
The J.B.'s,
Fluxion,
Siglo XX,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Cowsills,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Whodini,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Urselle,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mission of Burma,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sight & Sound,
the Soft Cell,
Gang Green,
Maurizio,
Max Romeo,
Lalo Schifrin,
Derrick May,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Warren Ellis,
Das Ding,
T. Rex,
David Axelrod,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Make Up,
The Real Kids,
Country Teasers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Barbara Tucker,
Althea and Donna,
Harmonia,
Terry Callier,
Audionom,
Letta Mbulu,
David McCallum,
Supertramp,
Gregory Isaacs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Slick Rick,
The Red Krayola,
MDC,
Black Moon,
The Electric Prunes,
The Gap Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Minor Threat,
Thee Headcoats,
Lalann,
Interpol,
The Walker Brothers,
Albert Ayler,
Cybotron,
Scratch Acid,
Brothers Johnson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Five Americans,
Susan Cadogan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Mojo Men,
E-Dancer,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.