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 Finland and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Goldenarms to the rap 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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Joe Finger,
Derrick May,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Angels of Light,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Remains,
Sandy B,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The J.B.'s,
the Germs,
Hasil Adkins,
the Bar-Kays,
Sly & The Family Stone,
OOIOO,
Minnie Riperton,
Von Mondo,
The Busters,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rotary Connection,
Jacques Brel,
Surgeon,
Chris & Cosey,
Grey Daturas,
Liliput,
D'Angelo,
Flipper,
Ohio Players,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bobby Sherman,
The Moody Blues,
Y Pants,
Essential Logic,
Oblivians,
Monks,
Procol Harum,
Scientists,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lindisfarne,
Drexciya,
DJ Style,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ossler,
R.M.O.,
Popol Vuh,
The Invisible,
Harry Pussy,
CMW,
Colin Newman,
Black Bananas,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kenny Larkin,
Chris Corsano,
Livin' Joy,
Joe Smooth,
Pulsallama,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lower 48,
The Music Machine,
Kurtis Blow,
Magma,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.