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 Guyana and from Lyon.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Salvador.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Davy DMX to the jazz 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
China Crisis,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Brass Construction,
Mars,
Minutemen,
Ronnie Foster,
Eric Dolphy,
Maurizio,
The Standells,
Pierre Henry,
James White and The Blacks,
Cameo,
Black Sheep,
Visage,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mantronix,
DJ Style,
Marvin Gaye,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Aural Exciters,
Magazine,
Guru Guru,
Jandek,
Slick Rick,
The Busters,
Sex Pistols,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Vladislav Delay,
Stetsasonic,
The Young Rascals,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Music Machine,
Qualms,
Erykah Badu,
Tres Demented,
Pagans,
Animal Collective,
Althea and Donna,
Soft Machine,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Matthew Halsall,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
CMW,
Archie Shepp,
Model 500,
Monolake,
Mo-Dettes,
Sonic Youth,
Janne Schatter,
Albert Ayler,
Faraquet,
Banda Bassotti,
E-Dancer,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
MDC,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Arab on Radar,
The Alarm Clocks,
D'Angelo,
Marc Almond,
Eddi Front,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.