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 St Lucia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 linndrum 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 Marshall Jefferson to the grime 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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
Alton Ellis,
The Walker Brothers,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scrapy,
Laurel Aitken,
Yellowson,
Bob Dylan,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Soulsonic Force,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Cecil Taylor,
Sister Nancy,
The Kinks,
Hasil Adkins,
Eric Copeland,
The Star Department,
OOIOO,
Crash Course in Science,
Johnny Osbourne,
Quando Quango,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Blancmange,
New Age Steppers,
Television Personalities,
8 Eyed Spy,
Erykah Badu,
Section 25,
Monks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Harry Pussy,
The Last Poets,
Ronan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Moby Grape,
The Barracudas,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Agitation Free,
Nils Olav,
a-ha,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Funkadelic,
The Sound,
The Leaves,
Scan 7,
Swans,
Marvin Gaye,
Thompson Twins,
Jandek,
Zero Boys,
Hashim,
David McCallum,
Gregory Isaacs,
JFA,
Barclay James Harvest,
Donny Hathaway,
Marc Almond,
In Retrospect,
The Busters,
The Mojo Men,
Clear Light,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.