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 Taiwan and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Dennis Brown to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Aswad,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Popol Vuh,
The Neon Judgement,
Sonic Youth,
the Soft Cell,
Crash Course in Science,
Barbara Tucker,
The Durutti Column,
Chris Corsano,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Von Mondo,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joyce Sims,
The Vogues,
the Sonics,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gil Scott Heron,
L. Decosne,
LL Cool J,
Deakin,
Joensuu 1685,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Clear Light,
The Music Machine,
Das Ding,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Angels of Light,
Angry Samoans,
Metal Thangz,
Livin' Joy,
Bill Wells,
Archie Shepp,
Soul II Soul,
Lindisfarne,
Boredoms,
Terrestrial Tones,
Peter & Gordon,
Lakeside,
Rakim,
Rosa Yemen,
Sexual Harrassment,
Hasil Adkins,
Todd Terry,
Newcleus,
Stereo Dub,
Man Parrish,
Gichy Dan,
Kurtis Blow,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Victims,
Flash Fearless,
Yazoo,
Swell Maps,
Malaria!,
Gang Starr,
Bang On A Can,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.