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 United Kingdom and from Cairo.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 rhodes 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 Bluetip to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Beasts of Bourbon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Godley & Creme,
Buzzcocks,
Moss Icon,
Bobby Sherman,
Make Up,
This Heat,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Nation of Ulysses,
Au Pairs,
Grandmaster Flash,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Move,
Stiv Bators,
Model 500,
Organ,
Pere Ubu,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Selecter,
Terry Callier,
Scott Walker,
Blake Baxter,
Scan 7,
Yusef Lateef,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Archie Shepp,
Roy Ayers,
Swans,
Spandau Ballet,
Yaz,
Subhumans,
EPMD,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
E-Dancer,
Grauzone,
Drive Like Jehu,
Goldenarms,
Lebanon Hanover,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kurtis Blow,
Derrick May,
Loose Ends,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Busters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Arthur Verocai,
Lalann,
Livin' Joy,
Visage,
Rod Modell,
Maurizio,
The Blackbyrds,
Inner City,
Frankie Knuckles,
Niagra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Letta Mbulu,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.