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 St Lucia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sam Rivers to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Quantec,
Soul II Soul,
ABBA,
Danielle Patucci,
The Saints,
Eli Mardock,
a-ha,
Crispian St. Peters,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
F. McDonald,
X-101,
Reagan Youth,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Dirtbombs,
The Black Dice,
Robert Hood,
New Order,
Gang Starr,
Sex Pistols,
Goldenarms,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Neu!,
The Music Machine,
Television,
New Age Steppers,
Max Romeo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ultravox,
Nik Kershaw,
Man Parrish,
Jesper Dahlback,
Blake Baxter,
Lou Christie,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
DJ Style,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Toasters,
Todd Rundgren,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Tomorrow,
Spandau Ballet,
The Pop Group,
X-102,
Kool Moe Dee,
Darondo,
Newcleus,
Maurizio,
Isaac Hayes,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Tremeloes,
The American Breed,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Cecil Taylor,
Todd Terry,
Intrusion,
The Searchers,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.