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 India and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Joensuu 1685 to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Public Enemy,
Blossom Toes,
Ornette Coleman,
PIL,
Godley & Creme,
Sex Pistols,
The Angels of Light,
A Certain Ratio,
Toni Rubio,
Amon Düül,
Niagra,
Angry Samoans,
The Names,
the Association,
MDC,
Sam Rivers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Erykah Badu,
Peter & Gordon,
Gil Scott Heron,
Yaz,
Brothers Johnson,
Barrington Levy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Fuzztones,
The Vogues,
Scrapy,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Marmalade,
Japan,
Babytalk,
Lower 48,
Big Daddy Kane,
Wally Richardson,
Marcia Griffiths,
James White and The Blacks,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cecil Taylor,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bill Near,
Gerry Rafferty,
Spandau Ballet,
Sparks,
Swans,
Schoolly D,
Mars,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ten City,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Stooges,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Human League,
Delta 5,
Erasure,
Graham Central Station,
The Flesh Eaters,
Jesper Dahlback,
Quantec,
Rakim,
The Saints,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.