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 Macedonia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Make Up to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
Monolake,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
New Age Steppers,
China Crisis,
Roger Hodgson,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Kinks,
Das Ding,
Q and Not U,
Lalo Schifrin,
John Lydon,
Jacob Miller,
Grauzone,
Susan Cadogan,
Pharoah Sanders,
B.T. Express,
Zero Boys,
Sun City Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
MDC,
Scrapy,
Cheater Slicks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jeff Mills,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Pop Group,
Symarip,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Easy Going,
the Slits,
Funkadelic,
Gang Starr,
The Dave Clark Five,
Scratch Acid,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Harmonia,
Kool Moe Dee,
Janne Schatter,
Laurel Aitken,
Godley & Creme,
Gichy Dan,
Agitation Free,
kango's stein massive,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Clear Light,
The Angels of Light,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Flesh Eaters,
Mars,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Divine Comedy,
Babytalk,
Royal Trux,
The Music Machine,
Danielle Patucci,
Toni Rubio,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Q65,
The Standells,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Make Up, Make Up, Make Up, Make Up.
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.