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 Brazil and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Lyon and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe 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 Archie Shepp to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Angry Samoans,
Circle Jerks,
Todd Rundgren,
Boz Scaggs,
Thompson Twins,
Joensuu 1685,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sixth Finger,
Eden Ahbez,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Reagan Youth,
L. Decosne,
Bush Tetras,
Black Flag,
The Buckinghams,
Soul II Soul,
Cheater Slicks,
La Düsseldorf,
Icehouse,
Spoonie Gee,
Dual Sessions,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Anakelly,
Vainqueur,
John Lydon,
Moby Grape,
The Vogues,
The Cramps,
the Slits,
Metal Thangz,
Livin' Joy,
Blake Baxter,
The Smiths,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Motions,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ronnie Foster,
Flipper,
Tommy Roe,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
A Certain Ratio,
John Foxx,
Magazine,
Rhythm & Sound,
In Retrospect,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Swans,
kango's stein massive,
Laurel Aitken,
David McCallum,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sonic Youth,
Lower 48,
The Moody Blues,
Pussy Galore,
Nik Kershaw,
Gong,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.