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 Kenya and from Spokane.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Seeds to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon 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 an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roy Ayers,
Desert Stars,
the Human League,
Lungfish,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pere Ubu,
Hoover,
X-101,
Panda Bear,
Cecil Taylor,
Model 500,
The Five Americans,
Ten City,
Susan Cadogan,
Amon Düül II,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Barrington Levy,
Amon Düül,
Yellowson,
Brass Construction,
Tommy Roe,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ultravox,
Tomorrow,
T.S.O.L.,
Barbara Tucker,
DJ Sneak,
Flipper,
Alice Coltrane,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Nils Olav,
Bronski Beat,
Oneida,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mad Mike,
Scion,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rapeman,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Can,
Mary Jane Girls,
Flash Fearless,
Toni Rubio,
The Modern Lovers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Dennis Brown,
Delon & Dalcan,
New Order,
Matthew Halsall,
Porter Ricks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Basic Channel,
Monolake,
The Remains,
Camberwell Now,
The Smoke,
Duran Duran,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.