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 South Africa and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sandy B to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Flock of Seagulls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Gregory Isaacs,
Davy DMX,
Blake Baxter,
Josef K,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Dead Boys,
The Barracudas,
Terrestrial Tones,
Warren Ellis,
Nik Kershaw,
Drive Like Jehu,
Procol Harum,
DJ Style,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kerri Chandler,
Soul Sonic Force,
Grey Daturas,
Gastr Del Sol,
Technova,
The Trojans,
Mars,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Moby Grape,
The Gap Band,
Q65,
Hot Snakes,
Absolute Body Control,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Qualms,
Spandau Ballet,
The Names,
FM Einheit,
The Blues Magoos,
Bad Manners,
The Zeros,
X-102,
Scientists,
Simply Red,
The Golliwogs,
cv313,
Bobby Womack,
Young Marble Giants,
Boogie Down Productions,
Public Image Ltd.,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rapeman,
Ponytail,
The Fire Engines,
Black Pus,
The Grass Roots,
Dorothy Ashby,
Angry Samoans,
Underground Resistance,
Carl Craig,
Albert Ayler,
Bill Wells,
Crime,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Organ,
Jerry Gold Smith,
the Soft Cell,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.