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 Australia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Eric Copeland tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Main Source,
Stereo Dub,
Nas,
Bluetip,
The Blues Magoos,
Henry Cow,
Throbbing Gristle,
Eric Copeland,
The Techniques,
T. Rex,
Sixth Finger,
Colin Newman,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Fuzztones,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Move,
E-Dancer,
Alton Ellis,
Brick,
Chrome,
Thompson Twins,
Audionom,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rod Modell,
Joyce Sims,
Bobby Sherman,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Monochrome Set,
The Searchers,
the Slits,
Quando Quango,
The Toasters,
Davy DMX,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Archie Shepp,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Guru Guru,
Idris Muhammad,
Yusef Lateef,
Faraquet,
Iggy Pop,
Johnny Clarke,
Quantec,
Lou Christie,
the Swans,
Moss Icon,
Parry Music,
Public Image Ltd.,
KRS-One,
Big Daddy Kane,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Fluxion,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Names,
The Shadows of Knight,
10cc,
Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.
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.