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 Bahamas and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Inner City to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
The Real Kids,
The Fall,
Ponytail,
Mission of Burma,
Sight & Sound,
Bobby Sherman,
This Heat,
The Misunderstood,
The Detroit Cobras,
Steve Hackett,
The Young Rascals,
June Days,
Sex Pistols,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Blancmange,
Babytalk,
Gang of Four,
New York Dolls,
E-Dancer,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Eve St. Jones,
8 Eyed Spy,
Letta Mbulu,
L. Decosne,
Q and Not U,
Crooked Eye,
John Foxx,
John Holt,
Excepter,
Erasure,
Kenny Larkin,
The Sound,
Motorama,
Ten City,
Prince Buster,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gichy Dan,
Swans,
Althea and Donna,
MDC,
James White and The Blacks,
The Seeds,
Ronan,
ABBA,
Cheater Slicks,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Music Machine,
Girls At Our Best!,
Half Japanese,
Adolescents,
Circle Jerks,
The Martian,
Boogie Down Productions,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Todd Terry,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Darondo,
Ken Boothe,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock 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.