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 Romania and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Lindisfarne to the funk 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 The Invisible. All the underground hits.
All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
The Blues Magoos,
Al Stewart,
The Cure,
Derrick Morgan,
Janne Schatter,
Sound Behaviour,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Arthur Verocai,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Derrick May,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
DJ Style,
Chrome,
Nas,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
LL Cool J,
Sun Ra,
Blancmange,
Icehouse,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lou Reed,
Liliput,
Arab on Radar,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Gories,
Cabaret Voltaire,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Tears for Fears,
Reuben Wilson,
Grauzone,
The Knickerbockers,
Masters at Work,
Kaleidoscope,
Crispian St. Peters,
Johnny Osbourne,
L. Decosne,
Inner City,
Maleditus Sound,
The Zeros,
The American Breed,
The Leaves,
Young Marble Giants,
Sällskapet,
Susan Cadogan,
The Grass Roots,
Mark Hollis,
Roger Hodgson,
Oblivians,
Rosa Yemen,
Sight & Sound,
Von Mondo,
Howard Jones,
Surgeon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Red Krayola,
Rekid,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Soul II Soul,
Stereo Dub,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Human League,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.