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 South Sudan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Rekid to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 the Bar-Kays. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Misunderstood,
The Residents,
Organ,
Prince Buster,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Spandau Ballet,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kas Product,
Freddie Wadling,
Tim Buckley,
Quando Quango,
Lower 48,
Derrick Morgan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Maleditus Sound,
Mission of Burma,
Cameo,
Boz Scaggs,
Nas,
Gong,
Al Stewart,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
Traffic Nightmare,
Q65,
The Angels of Light,
Soft Machine,
Eve St. Jones,
Black Bananas,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The New Christs,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Q and Not U,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Thee Headcoats,
Kenny Larkin,
World's Most,
Marvin Gaye,
Quadrant,
David McCallum,
Jeff Mills,
Brass Construction,
The Techniques,
Section 25,
Byron Stingily,
The Cure,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pantaleimon,
Suburban Knight,
Chris & Cosey,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Wally Richardson,
Mark Hollis,
The Mummies,
Eric Copeland,
Barrington Levy,
ABC,
Buzzcocks,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.