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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Milan.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Wolf Eyes to the electroclash 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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Wyatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Camouflage,
Aaron Thompson,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sam Rivers,
Yaz,
David Axelrod,
Bronski Beat,
Funky Four + One,
ABC,
The Doors,
Crash Course in Science,
Reuben Wilson,
Slick Rick,
Eric Dolphy,
Wire,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sonny Sharrock,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sun Ra,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Misunderstood,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bad Manners,
Johnny Clarke,
Sun City Girls,
Radio Birdman,
Stetsasonic,
R.M.O.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Amazonics,
Royal Trux,
Section 25,
Yazoo,
Monolake,
The J.B.'s,
Barry Ungar,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mandrill,
Pulsallama,
The United States of America,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Panda Bear,
Cheater Slicks,
Freddie Wadling,
Ronan,
The Beau Brummels,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Arab on Radar,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Essential Logic,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Cymande,
Ken Boothe,
Cybotron,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Babytalk,
Clear Light,
Gabor Szabo,
The Buckinghams,
Sugar Minott,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.