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 Ivory Coast and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every F. McDonald 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rakim,
Lyres,
Second Layer,
Pere Ubu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tubeway Army,
Nico,
Crash Course in Science,
8 Eyed Spy,
Radiohead,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Franke,
Fear,
Sun Ra,
The Last Poets,
DJ Style,
Derrick Morgan,
Drexciya,
the Normal,
The Dead C,
Max Romeo,
Skaos,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Aural Exciters,
Erykah Badu,
Drive Like Jehu,
cv313,
Sarah Menescal,
Nik Kershaw,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kerri Chandler,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sandy B,
In Retrospect,
Scan 7,
David Bowie,
Zapp,
Jandek,
KRS-One,
Spandau Ballet,
The Angels of Light,
Cheater Slicks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fat Boys,
Brothers Johnson,
The Vogues,
Crispian St. Peters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
10cc,
Nas,
Oblivians,
The Moleskins,
Ronan,
Mr. Review,
Vainqueur,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
ABC,
Barry Ungar,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.