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 Micronesia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Rotary Connection to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All 48th St. Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson 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?
Ronnie Foster,
Dark Day,
Mission of Burma,
New Age Steppers,
8 Eyed Spy,
Brand Nubian,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mad Mike,
The Slackers,
Matthew Bourne,
Ultravox,
Bad Manners,
The Gories,
Todd Rundgren,
Surgeon,
Soul II Soul,
The Real Kids,
Laurel Aitken,
Cal Tjader,
U.S. Maple,
The Cure,
Jeff Lynne,
Robert Wyatt,
Can,
Stockholm Monsters,
James White and The Blacks,
Graham Central Station,
Ossler,
PIL,
Carl Craig,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pagans,
Kenny Larkin,
Idris Muhammad,
Sonic Youth,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Blake Baxter,
John Coltrane,
Swans,
Rapeman,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eli Mardock,
Black Moon,
The Modern Lovers,
The Offenders,
Y Pants,
Gabor Szabo,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Walker Brothers,
Eve St. Jones,
Das Ding,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Scrapy,
The Birthday Party,
Audionom,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Warren Ellis,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.