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 Belarus and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Madrid and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eve St. Jones,
F. McDonald,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Wings,
The Skatalites,
Minor Threat,
Index,
Make Up,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sunsets and Hearts,
Marvin Gaye,
Carl Craig,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Blackbyrds,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Zeros,
Bobby Hutcherson,
OOIOO,
Ohio Players,
China Crisis,
Malaria!,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Graham Central Station,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joey Negro,
The Index,
Metal Thangz,
Japan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Buckinghams,
Motorama,
Amazonics,
The Searchers,
Ponytail,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Evens,
Lucky Dragons,
Steve Hackett,
New Order,
Zapp,
Gichy Dan,
Isaac Hayes,
Negative Approach,
The Names,
Mark Hollis,
Surgeon,
Yazoo,
Interpol,
Echospace,
The Victims,
Nirvana,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Accadde A,
Chris Corsano,
The Sonics,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.